I saw a piece of me within
Those chilling words you wrote
They helped me grasp my demon
By her once elusive throat

To live a life of freedom from
That unquenchable thirst
How I long to relive all
Those precious years traversed

The clock can't simply just turn back
And hurt won't be forgot
But onwards I will press until
This dismal life's a blot

I always thought that
Solitary confinement
Couldn't be that bad

Sometimes,
I feel okay.
I surprise myself with just how so,
sometimes...

Then, I forget
1,
2,
3 days of you

And the whole world turns to ash.