Split in two, sliced neatly, cleanly, pain delivered like a torpedo, and then slowly the implosion, the distended sensation of life force being sucked into oblivion.

No time to recover; the mind explodes into myriad colours, grinding nerve endings and bursting brain cells, then the flicker of lights, sensitivity, brevity to pain, followed by a creeping fatigue.

No dark rooms, no silence. No amount of drugs. The pain won’t go away.

It creeps through the synapses, swelling with intensity, shorting out circuits, eating through swollen cells, until finally it burns away like glowing embers, leaving a shattered shell.

Now I can begin to recover.

Until the next migraine attack.

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Comment by A J Humpage on June 7, 2010 at 3:34pm
Thank you for all your comments, great feedback and much appreciated.
Comment by M C Funk on June 7, 2010 at 12:00pm
I absolutely love this kind of writing - the gyration of luminous imagery, one vivid illustration into one bracing concept into the next. Grand job taking pain and making it so beautiful that we do not want to look away.
Comment by Angela on June 5, 2010 at 7:44pm
Exceptional description. You helped me see what I do not understand.
Comment by Sandra Davies on June 5, 2010 at 12:11pm
Amazingly vivid description - I've never had a migraine and am now doubly, nay, triple-y glad. Well done.

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