depression · Life



This headache is killing me

It’s hurting to try to see

Suffering seems to be my game

As I cower at the table with pain

Throbbing hard like a drum

Hurting lots, not much fun

As I crawl off to go to bed

Try to escape from my head

Take my meds, little pills

Swig some water, little swill

Under the covers in the dark

Dog outside, hear him bark

I cover my head I want to die

Waiting for this headache to go by


My first poetry available for purchase.

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