What is another day?
What more could the universe
Possibly have to take from me?
Me, who gave up everything
For an escape from my consciousness.
The worst kind of criminal,
Lies inside these bones.
But I have yet to find
Anything worse for my path.
I sit here, and wait for him
He, who is never
Coming
Back.
I know this is the sentence.
But how long must I suffer?