When The Devil Took Over Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

My head is why I can't last
In present, future, seldom past
The causing of my mere problems
Where lives the devils and his goblins
My ehad is why I'm only one
My head to burn, ignore the sun
Where is thinks it cannot burn from boiling heat
Nor keep the blood within my feet
My head to be sure that I'm blind
To stop my eyes form working with my mind
My head is why the devil came
And burns it uptp mighty flames
My head is what blazes him mighty red
And glues me to my deadly bed