description #3 a whanging headache

Convulsing, agonizing, slow death. My mind can not rest at peace. It's as if poison has been injected. Wishing, hoping that this pain will end. Thinking is too much to bear. Grasping my hair tightly urging for all to cease. Hearing noises magnitudes the intense excruciation. My head's pounding! I rather die, than to partake in this slow misery. Running to find my antidote. That one pill will take away all the raucous my head has endured.