Poem: Migraine

Migraine

 I wake up in the morning
In my head there is a pain
And I know it is a migraine
It hurts like pouring rain

I take two aspirin
Drink a glass of water too
Hoping the pain will go away
Feels like I was hit in the head with a shoe

Now the hurt is so intense
And the throbbing never ends
A bright light and any noise bother me
I feel I am paying for my sins

I wake up in the morning
The pain is gone
Where it went I don’t know
But off away it runs

I hate it when it comes back
To visit again with me
I hate when it comes back
Wish it would sail out to sea.

Copyright © 2008 by Jimmie A. Kepler

Author: Jimmie Aaron Kepler, Ed.D.

Jimmie Aaron Kepler is a full-time writer. He was born in San Antonio, Texas, to a career military father and stay at home mother. He lived in six states and attended eight different schools before graduating high school. He earned a Bachelor of Arts in History with minors in English and Military Science from The University of Texas at Arlington, Master of Arts and Master of Religious Education degrees from Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary, as well as the Doctor of Education degree. Before writing full-time, he worked as a US Army officer for 10-years, religious educator for 18-years, and as an IT software application engineer for over 20-years. He is a widower. He lives in North Texas with his cat Lacey.