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 letters by my bed;

sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head ♡