I have migranes - my living hell!
*An Achrostic Poem* H ow do I live with shards of glass piercing my brain? E veryone says the pain will pass, but it continues to rattle like semi trucks down the turnpike A lways the monster that eats away common sense D ragon slayer; each pill to work at times and at times not A lready the pain so... Sign in to see full entry.