July 7, 2019, 10:11 PM
"Headaches"
It started as a pain around my head,
A compressing feeling it send.
Unable to sleep, every turn and bend,
These headaches won't stop and it shred.
Red spots appear across both of my temples.
Like hand marks imprinted felt it tingle.
Blood dripping as the pain seeps feeble,
The demon enjoys his prey vulnerable.
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Amateur Works
PoezjaThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
