damnit...

i'm sitting here in the dark in my living room with a migraine the size of new york state it feels like there are a group of neo-monolithic tribesmen beating each other with clubs and driving every iota of pain into the backs of my eyes as small scaled reptiles chew on my optic nerves and their owners holding vacant leashes are slowly ever so slowly driving bamboo stakes into every square inch of my brain imagine what a grape feels like just before it gets pressed to be made into wine or what that ice cube feels like being ground down in between a sexually frustrated teenager molars that is only a small percentage of what a migraine feels like you have to turn yourself into a mushroom and sit or lie in the dark because the light hurts the light the light the light is pain pure like a white bolt of lightning pure pain and you can try to sleep but you can't because of the shooting sharp pain behind your eyes and behind your forehead and you just hope and pray that your body will eventually say enough of this fucking horseshit and just shut your self down and pass out into blissful escaping sleep but it won't no it won't it won't it won't the rats will continue to chew until you think you are going mad with the ripping tearing and splintering pain fuck