The night is dark and filled with pain
Tossing and turning waiting for the morning seems vain
Then comes the day and you struggle to fight
Then often all you want is darkness from the night
This viscous cycle continues day by day
Wishing the agony of it all would just go away
The ringing is loud as bells on a Sunday morning
The pounding in the head seems to come with no warning
Many people think of you as healthy and well
But how do you explain how can they tell
Hoping for one day at a time but often only getting one hour instead
Living for the moment and often spending the day in bed
People living with Chronic Daily Migraines is not a myth or fable
It's real and factual, but I will not become a label
I will fight till the fight is gone
If you can't believe or support then move on
Psalm 35:1
Plead my cause, O Lord,
with them that strive with me:
fight against them that fight against me.

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