Concussion Blues

No One can see the tears in my eyes For I wear dark glasses No One knows my true demise For I feel my life is blowing ashes The driver behind me did not pay attention I doubt he thought how it would forever change my life The driver what was his intention I doubt he considered how it would wound my wife The headaches are pounding drums in my head The earaches screech like fingernails on a chalk board But maybe enough is said I will pray to the Lord For he will never understand He will never see me covered in vomit For he might believe he never really had a hand He will never see the pain as I hide in my closet