My pulse throbs
The blood, pushing through my veins
Attempting to win this race
Straight to my heart.
My head pounds
A headache on the heels of this catastrophe
Swallow down the aspirin
Two and a tall glass of water
Wash away the pain
My eyes burn
Licking flames attack
And i try to blink it back
The water comes to extinguish them
Tears filled with salt
And the stinging still remains.
As i pull the pillow toward my aching head
I feel relief to lay it down.
Sleep away the pain
Don't come back again.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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