My mind is plagued.

Wracked by an insidious pain.

My thoughts reign incoherently,

As my vision can't focus.

A nightmarish ache,

Spurred by nothing but my own brain.

I cannot grasp solid ideas,

They have dissolved in my head.

Only primal emotions cultivate,

Anger, despair, defeat, and desire for death.

I massage my temples,

Pound my forehead,

And squeeze my skull.

Anything to rid me of this wretched curse.

My veins seem to pulse twice as hard,

Intensifying the pain every beat.

The throbbing seems to try to burst forth from my cranium,

To shred through my brain and escape.

My head feels as if it will explode,

Or implode,

Whatever suits its fancy.

Kill me, someone, please.