Headache

Pounding. Constant pounding. As if a hammer was hitting my skull. Aching. Constant aching. Through the back of my shoulders and neck. As if someone was tearing at me, limb by limb. And I don't have the strength to fight back. Oh my eyes, how they throb with the pound in my head and the aches in my body; it's torture. One, little pill could take all of that away. Although then I'll be stuck with another problem; disturbed sleep. And that is something I cannot deal with, or fight against, more than the others. The most powerful thing, is sleep. Cracking. Constant cracking. How I truly wish I could fix all of this pain. But this is what happens when you have allergies and anxiety. You must choose your battles wisely.