one morning

I woke up today not feeling so good

I would get up and take some medicine if I could

but I lay here motionless in this bed

with an excruciating pain in my head

the sunshines brightly though my bedroom shades

times like these I wish it would fade

to total darkness where im all alone

without any lights, sounds or phone

enough with wishing, time to make something happen

and when its all said and done I will be here napping

hoping to sleep this migraine away

waking up feeling great the next day

but for now the pain festers and grows

as I reach for the blinds to pull them close

I rollover and try to unplug the phone

so they all think no one is home

cause the sound of each ring when they call

only adds pressure to the back of my skull

and the sound of each voice on the end of the line

sounds nothing more than a pathetic whine

I roll back over and swing my feet to the floor

and head from my bed to the door

as I stand up, the room starts to spin and turn

while inside my stomach begins to burn

I grab my belly as I hunch over into a ball

as I reach for something to grasp my fall

the nausea inside hurts and aches

as I head to the bathroom for medicine to take

I balance myself against the dresser as I begin to walk

as my head weighs me down like a heavy rock

as I get to the door, I pull it open and begin to descend

down a hallway that never seems to end

along the way I bump each picture with my shoulder

every vase and candle holder

and leave behind a path of debris

as the broken objects trail behind me

but right now I could really care less

about the fact I made a mess

my only concern and hope of mine

is I will go into the bathroom and find

the medication I need to better myself

the last place I saw it was on the shelf

with a turn of the knob and twist of my hand

the bathroom door opens and there I stand

I walk over to the shelf and grab the pills

put a cup under the faucet and let it fill

as I pull 2 out and take a drink

I throw the empty cup into the sink

and turn around and make my way back

to my room eclipsed in black

through the hallway where things lay scattered

on the floor, broken and shattered

I finally get to my door

walk in still feeling sick and sore

I make my way to my bed and begin to lye down

and cover up with the blankets I found

as I lay there with my eyes closed

I feel worn out and slightly dosed

laying there I slowly begin to drift away

to finally sleep away the day