Chained on the shackles,as blood pooled around him,he smiled..
The pain,was it enough for him to forget them?
No..
But as the black robe was drenched in blood,he walked step by step
Towards the court room,the whip laid there,lone..
It was the punishment he had decided for himself..
Punishment for being a failure,of being not able to make them understand..
Punishment for being not able to stop them from going to that path..
Punishment for being himself..
Punishment for not being able to die..
Punishment for being in love..
