Headache

Sword through my temples

Twisting gently with the pulse

The rhythmic push of blood

Pumping steadily from the heart

"Pain begone!!"

I cry to anyone that can hear

Though mostly it makes them edge away

Wary of the strange actions of one so near

I can place a chilled hand to the afflicted area

Causing momentary relief

Which just as quickly recedes

Replaced by the familiar throb of pain

Which gives no gain

Prompting me to wish the saying was different

Perhaps more like

"No gain, no pain"

But then that would be fair

Which is something that this life certainly is not
Although at least it gives us all something common to share
For pain of one kind or another is something that each of us has got