Migraines

I always get them, vision blurred, darkest room, blinds drawn, so absurd! Family knows to tread lightly, I'm wound up oh so tightly! A wet cloth upon my head, Imitrex is by the bed! For days I lie there, sometimes asleep, sometimes so frustrated, I simply weep! I hate these migraines with a passion, For more than a decade I have had them!