![]() Throbbing BrainA Poem by Andrainea Silverlite![]() A poem about a headache![]()
Stinging ache
Like a bee, but maybe more wasp like in nature Throbbing pain Like a heartache, but deeper - like an ocean Knife splitting Like cutting a melon, but sharper - like a butcher Harsh beating Like banging drum, but hollower - like a kettle drum filled with water My skull wishes to open up And spill the secrets inside. My Muse is screaming And I feel like I am dying. The constant ringing And the constant banging Is slowly driving me insane. When will the pain ease? When will it go away? Slowly, ever so slowly, I peel back the layers of my brain And find the demon in me. He was the cause of the pain And He was driving me mad. Now, I watch as he sits there Banging his little drum And singing his little hum While I writhe in pain And pray for him to be slain. Gently, ever so gently,
The pain begins to recede And the demon in me Begins to bleed. Colors swirl And everything goes quiet. My Muse begins to sing And I feel once again The calm, serene, and blissful Silence. © 2011 Andrainea SilverliteAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() Andrainea SilverliteJasper, ALAboutFelt like changing this up a bit. I am 28 years old and I have a passion for writing. I know what I write is really amateurish in nature, but I strive each day to become better at what I love. R.. more..Writing
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