Migraines


Burst’s of thunder rears its head,
throbbing,
I am busting from my seems.
Headache’s with unending quake’s
Lightning strikes,
riots uproar from each spark
that separates
from the strike.

I have a headcake,
and a zoo full of pain.
My head hates the day,
the light,
and the strain.

Migraines are the worst.
It comes with a train
full of pain.

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