aches

I feel the sensation, the pressure within my feet, my ankle
That feeling of bone being grinded down, pressed so hard down upon
A stabbing, stiffness forms just shortly below the stomach area
Causing me to refrain wherever I may can…

Daring rising from where I lay…
A single eyes oozing
Sight from two fading…

I place my finger to the gaps
That make way to the innards of my ear
And feel as if a bullet just went through…

Despite the lack of red oil leaking
The stinging of the skin
Rougher still…
Sitting on hints of nettles
Not actually there to be seen…

So many aches
And such a good old young age…
Not long before they reach the heart…

I am quite sure of such…