A poem too

I wrote this for Teri's contest, but it kept spitting me out. I'm not sure if it got in. I thought it a waste if no one read it so here it is, for what its worth.


Migraine Acquaintence


You have no personality; your intent is not menace.
But I hate you to the core of my being.
You visit weekly and you try almost daily,
And I brace myself for the agony which I will be feeling.

Sometimes you warn me by sparkling my vision,
A Kaleidoscope of chromium stars from my mind.
Waiving in front of me to gain my attention,
Forcing me to stop, because now I am blind.

You announce yourself over my left eye,
A faint throb at first as I struggle to deny.
I go about my business hoping you will go away.
But in a few hours, for delaying the drugs, I will pay.

“I don’t want to take any more drugs!” I curse through clenched teeth.
Knowing my stomach will churn and exhaustion will creep.
I open my newest drug arsenal, to abort and placate.
Swallow them down, then I suffer and I wait.

Minutes seem like hours as my body struggles to release your hold
While, bright lights sear through my eyes like lasers on an ant.
And loud noises become the clang of a beating on a broken drum.
My mind cannot think as drugs choke my veins and I battle your familiar rant.

The agony sears like a finger on a hot element,
I long to plunge my head into a mid winter lake.
But you hide in my skull so deep,
That it will be hours before this episode will break.

My mantra begins;
Endurance is the only action.
Pity is poison.
Tomorrow it should be gone.

The day will pass, the battle will be over,
But I know you will lurk below
You have been with me for 30 years
I pray everyday that you will go.

Angela

Great poem, Angela. Thanks for sharing.

Becky

Very nice Angela. I hope it got in!