There's a pain in my head,
And it won't go away.
It feels like barbed wire coiling and uncoiling
Itself around my brain, everyday.

I always stay silent,
Even though I want to curse and shout.
I feel like breaking open my skull, sometimes,
So that the agony can drain out.

I can't remember when it started.
I don't when it will cease
But, when I write, I feel much calmer.
Poetry and prose are my release.

When my fingers grasp a pencil,
The pain is no longer in control.
I wire loosens. There is serenity.
God wraps his arms around my soul.

I know that it will tighten once more,
It is something that I dread.
But I have my words. They are the daggers that I use
To stab the demons in my head.

There's a pain in my head.
It won't go away.
But I know that it will,
If not now, then someday.

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