Poems (collection 1.0)

Migraine

By Twenty Øne Piløts

Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone

I-I-I I've got a migraine
And my pain will range from up, down, and sideways
Thank God it's Friday cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays
'Cause Sundays are my suicide days
I don't know why they always seem so dismal
Thunderstorms, clouds, snow and a slight drizzle
Whether it's the weather or the ledges by my bed
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Let it be said what the headache represents
It's me defending in suspense
It's me suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examiner
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writer's block my writer just hates the clock
It will not let me sleep I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead
And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head

Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know, we've made it this far, kid
Yeah yeah yeah

I am not as fine as I seem
Pardon me for yelling and telling you green gardens
Are not what's growing in my psyche, it's a different me
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees
Freeze frame, please let me paint a mental picture portrait
Something you won't forget, it's all about my forehead
And how it is a door that holds back contents
That makes Pandora's box contents look non-violent
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
My mind ship-wrecked this is the only land my mind could find
I did not know it was such a violent island
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions
They're trying to eat me, blood running down their chin
And I know that I can fight, or I can let the lion win
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
'Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind

Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know, we've made it this far, kid

And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made, the game is not played alone
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone
And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made, the game is not played alone
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone

Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know, we've made it this far, kid
Made it this far
Made it this far

((Last one, I promise. At least for a while. This one is also a bit all over the place, but the message is similar throughout. To be honest I actually only started liking this song because I get major migraines a lot, and I can relate to how he describes it here. But then I fell a lot deeper into depression and all of that, so I started actually listening to the lyrics. Now I hear this song and I understand it, and it means that much more to me, especially as I'm crawling out of that rut. Something about the way TØP's songs generally contradict themselves, in the lyrics, the beat, the tone, etc, I can really relate to as well because I often feel like I contradict myself a lot, and I have a lot of contradicting views and opinions and I'm not very good at making decisions and choosing between things. I like the grey areas, the undefinables. I think TØP just speaks to my soul and for it in ways no other artist has ever done before.))