The Cluster Headache Poem

No Escape
By Renée Elizabeth Mineart

Today is like any other
Yesterday, today & tomorrow, all blur together
Day in and day out, everyday the same
I wish I could escape this game.

The Beast visits most when least expected
My face drains of colour, and I feel quite infected
Into one eyeball, always just the one, the Demon comes
Blinding and piercing like I’ve been poked hard, with a thumb

My eye seems to freeze as if turned to ice
And the pressure builds as placed in a vice
My nose starts to run and my eye begins to tear
As my body is gripped with fear

Red hot nails, they pierce and twist in my eye
The burning is such that I wish to die
Knives cut and rip through my skull
As I pace the room and bang my head on the wall

I can feel my cranium crack
As all my world turns to black
For one hour or maybe two
How long it really lasts, I dare not tell you

For all that time, I pace and I walk
Sat on my bed, back and forth I rock
I suck on oxygen and drink caffeine
I can be quite snappy and downright mean

But eventually the nails are removed, as are the blades
And the terror within, all but fades
I am drained, I am spent
My energy is at zero percent

I need water, I need food
But instead, I lay here unable to move
I take one deep breath, and maybe two
Before the next sensations ensue

Then the true crying begins
And my body shakes from my bones to my skin
I am racked with hot convulsions in wave upon wave
To this terror I am now but a slave

Eventually, even this fades to a whimper
As my body begins to shiver
Wrapped in a blanket I raise myself up
Then slosh some water into a cup

Today was like any other
Yesterday, today & tomorrow, they all blur together
Day in and day out, everyday the same
Oh, how I wish I could escape this pain.