my fate?

A year has passed.

I'd like foresee

my fate through vast

emergency.

I stay apart,

while freezing skin,

your cruel hart,

my soul within.

Was bullet your

transparent hint

that went right through

me... Traitor mean!

The burning candle

losing wax,

I drink up goblet

filled with offense.

I yield to your will,

pray mercy just.

You slammed the door,

but torment'll last!