My foot hurts. It hurts so bad. The pain, the pain. Always keen, always present. Oh, it hurts. It hurts. I can no longer walk properly now, always with a limp, always with my foot at an awkward angle. Like a warden that never sleeps, the pain is always there, making its presence known, never allowing me to forget it. Just the slightest of pressure is enough to elicit a piercing agony, and I am never inclined to experience that pain.

I just hope it heals soon. Maybe in a few months, maybe never.