In My Desperate Time

Instantly...

I seem to have heard that gunshot again.

And this time, the bullet has shot right in my heart.

Does he really hate me that much?

Even though I've seen this coming, when I hear it, I still feel extremely painful.

"OK. I see."

After saying that to Hilda, I walk towards the door.

The moment the door is closed, tears fall down like beads from a broken thread.

I slowly curl up with my arms tightly holding my legs, wailing.

"Frances, Frances, Frances..."

I mumble his name over and over again, as if it'll never be enough.

Despair floods me, and I've collapsed.

Frances and I, we fail to make it to the end.

After crying for a long time, I'm brought into the detention center by the prison guards.

I'm still waiting for my trial. Before the trial, I need to stay in detention.

gloomy room

me come in, she only glances at me lightly

surroundings

a six-person room with bunk beds, just like the dormitories in

on the bed

walk to sit down on the bed, which is so hard that

lady, I still have a hard time

I'm staying in a detention

is over, I'll be

to think about what kind of

feel

of before, is now right

feel panicky and

there is no

miss Frances. I want to live with the person I love, but now,

is aching

all night, sitting alone

I have a

silently on the bed, I cover myself with the thin blanket,

a fever is a good thing for

I'm dizzy, I won't think about Frances

I'm asleep, and sometimes, I'm awake, but most of the time, I'm

and

I feel terrible.

the physical suffering somehow makes me

heart doesn't hurt so much

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