HEADACHE (POEM)

HEAFACHE Oh, the headache that plagues us all It feels like our brains will hit a wall Pain radiates from temple to temple Making us wish we could simply be more nimble We try to avoid triggers we know so well Coffee, booze, and even sweet caramel But sometimes, no matter what we do A headache still comes and says, "Boo!" Wereach for aspirin, Advil or Tylenol But none of them seem to take control Ice packs, compression, and a dark room But still our headaches manage to loom We pray for relief, we beg and we plead But our heads just throb and continue to bleed We wish for a simple and easy cure But all we seem to get is misery for sure So here we are with our aching heads Trying to think beyond our racing sleds Perhaps one day we'll find a trick To rid ourselves of headaches that stick Until then, we'll just have to cope And pray to the gods of medicine and hope That one day we'll look back and smile At all our headaches and their little wiles. We pray for relief, we beg and we plead But our heads just throb and continue to bleed We wish for a simple and easy cure But all we seem to get is misery for sure So here we are with our aching heads Trying to think beyond our racing sleds Perhaps one day we'll find a trick To rid ourselves of headaches that stick Until then, we'll just have to cope And pray to the gods of medicine and hope That one day we'll look back and smile At all our headaches and their little wiles.