Migraine

Migraine

Migraine in my head causing pain to my heart.

Like the raindrops on my windowsill falling on the ants,

dancing around their nest, gleefully playing their part.

The light taps of my fingers on my forehead,

as I lay alone on my bed, waiting for the pain to stop,

reminds me of the time when I wasn’t so lonely.

We held each other in my bed, but my mind was wandering elsewhere.

She wanted the love that my treacherous tongue lied to have her there,

yet I couldn’t hide the fact that I felt nothing while we slept to tell her how I really felt.

Maybe it’s good that the pain that I cause is isolated to the walls of my heart,

confined inside the space of my bedroom and left alone for the sake of the others,

for I know in my heart that a part of the abyss is with me, and I’m not afraid of it.

Alas my urge to sleep has subsided the pain in my head,

as I took the Panadol pills packed with me from 5 years ago,

and let the void knows that I’m happy for the chat but not here to stay the night.

Pain in my heart causing a migraine in my head.

Like the ants on the windowsill awaiting the rain to stop,

hiding away inside of their nest, patiently waiting to part.