Tuesday, 24 January 2012


Silence in the room
is what you require
your head is spinning
you start to perspire.

Alone in the dark
the pain is immense
nothing is helping
no matter the expense

Feeling sick
you cannot relax
round and round it circles
migraine at its max.

Certian foods you eat
can make it worse
this horror in your body
a satanic curse.

You cannot see anyone
you need to be secluded
the slightest noise
terrifies the alluded.

Eventually the pain
starts to depreciate
you can face the light
from the window grate.

You can cope with pain
but migraines bring you down
you cannot do anything
except you will drown.

Ever experienced the worse pain ever? being a migraine sufferer can be  traumatic.
This poem is dedicated to those people who suffer in silence.

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