Relentless Beast of the Infinite Madness

There is a beast within that mostly sleeps
On occasion the beast will creep
And so begins the nightmare's rage

With eyes pressed closed I see flashes of light
A dull pain begins to grow try as I might
To lull the beast back into its cage

The pain grows stronger and sharper still
Pressing out on my skull at will
The beast clamoring to be free

Sounds become a torturous melody
Every one a dark and painful melody
The growing pain will not let me be

The beast will cause dark thoughts to churn
And the pain will make my stomach turn
As I struggle to back the monster inside

Then, all at once, the beast will rest
The demon will return to it's nest
And the pain and anguish will subside

Once asleep, the world returns
Sight and sounds no longer burn
And I feel like myself once again

Yet there the monster sleeps
The beast waits coldly to creep
And bring to me madness and pain

Just a quick poem about suffering a migraine. That was my evening. It sucks but I win. I wrote anyway.