I remember the day that they first hit,
I was playing with friends, and just had to sit.
I remember the moment, and how the next one starts, and how my only
relief is found in the dark-
I end up crying and wrenching with pain..
Always left wondering if I’ll ever be the same.
The pain that made me unable to play,
has consumed my life to this very day.
I suffer from this unbearable trend,
of waiting and wondering when will this end?
I take the advise of family and friends, going to specialists that I
know all intend…
To make me feel better and find some relief,
from this unwanted culprit, this unwanted thief.
So until the day they find that magic cure,
I will continue to pray and to make sure..
that the life that I lead is not because of them, it is because I have
faith in God and trust in Him.
Â© 2001, Sherrie Pryor
An entry from the
Putting Our Heads Together
Migraine and Headache Poetry Contest
Honorable Mention, 2001
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