Headache, Headache in my head
“You should go away” I said
Did it listen did it heed?
“NO NO!” Was its undying creed
It festered and it boiled
It was such an awful curse
Until I had found myself on a hearse!
Did it stop then, do you think?
Oh no, it was worse than talking to a shrink!
It spread and it spread
From my underground bed
To the rest of the dead heads
“Curse you! We’ll kill you again!” They said
Holding their heads and moaning like living dead
I found myself being chased
For they wanted to cut off my head!
Then run, run away I did
Those dead were right behind me is said
Then stomp and think, jump I slid
“No one can die twice!” I realized
Stopping and turning, a chorus of moans was brought
Catch me, caught me, slice me cut me
“Dead twice in one day!” I thought
How unlucky can you get?
I’m more unlucky than a bug in a web, I bet!
But all was fine, all was well
For what was left of me fell
You see, my head no longer ached
I felt completely right again
Though all of this is fake
My head was no longer part of me
Now I think I shall go have some tea.
Makenzie is a talented writer, poet, and full time student who resides in Utah with her bees and fluffy cat. You can find more of her poems here:
A Story of Truth and Lies