Headache

the shower hits your skin
burning your fever away with a hot touch
but the headache remains
coffee runs dry
adrenaline disappears in full
reminding you it's time to lay
in your bed so soft and kind
leading you into your dreams of lies
the hazy mornings giggle and fade
as the sun washes them away
leaving the migraine firmly in place
oh dear, why won't this headache go away
pretty little lights dance on the ceiling
you're not quite sure where they leads
sleeping at your desk by five
tired by your hope derived from lies

Author's Note

Pardon the nonsense. :D