Funny is always good to. I didn't see where else I might post a poem. This I wrote quite a few years back while dealing with chronic cluster attacks at the time. Now in remission - thank God!

THE HOUR

I am fine and then it's here,
agonizing pain inside of there.
This headache that I get arrives out of nowhere.
It makes me scream and pull my hair. Oftentimes I think, "Not fair!"
Though it arrives many times weekly, it does cause me to think meekly.
It helps me to see that there is more pain,
than I will ever have - inside my brain. Yet, it comes again and again.
Next time will I cry in distress, loving life less and less?
Or will I sit at the shower drain, holding my head as if insane?
Rocking and moaning seem to appease.
I sometimes feel better while bowed down on my knees.
When the hour is over and the tear has left my eye,
I am usually grateful, still wondering "WHY?"