Head Ache
Throbbing Beating Pain Can not think strate Can not focus It's like a war raging behind your face Drugs can help but not always Rest is what I need for my release
The muse
She guides my words and leads my thoughts She comes at any moment unexpected When she leaves it is hard to find her No words can be formed without her presence She does not stay in one place Always on the go.
Time
Time Tic toc goes the clock of time As one clock winds down another starts up Time is a river that you are caught in it's rapids And you can only go with it's flow Old father time keeping time in check Value the time you are given No one knows...