I like your mind but I don't like mine It hurts me all the time. A mind like mine makes migraines last forever, never ending pains. In my skull they reverberate like ringing bells chiming every hour my own personal Hell. Your mind is pleasant, warm. The kind of mind that adorns its walls with trinkets that express lovely sentiments. I adore your mind and I'm glad it is not mine. I would not wish this Hell on anyone I knew well. But yet I will not tell you that I can't think well. I tried to take medicine But I can't let myself in as my head hurts so much. I can't bear it! I have not a grain of brain matter left that actually matters in regards to healing this pain. I feel my energy drain as it does its best to hide the strain and fight my mind's migraine.