My Migraine

I once had a migraine I still remember it's un-godly pain, As it pounded upon my brain Which made me feel quite insane. It always occurred when I was in bed It would not ever leave my head, My face would always turn red How I wished many times that I were dead. It was there when I was at home From it I had tried to run away or roam, It caused me to cry and constantly moan I just wanted to be left all alone. It would attack me at the store Leave me! (to it's pain)I would always implore But, there was always more It's pain and suffering was always in the core. I could never find any peace That throbbing pain would not ever cease The pain would never decrease From it I could never never find a release. I took medicines for it all of the time It made me feel like cryin', On me it was committing a horrific crime I felt like I was a sinner dyin'. I decided to not let the migraine run its course As I decided finally I would use force I thought of the beginning and it's source The migraine ended, when I got a divorce. Randy L. McClave