His was given his life sentence five years ago
But he wouldn’t let a life sentence stop him from living the way he wanted to
Despite the odds and pill bottles stacked against him, he remained resilient, fighting the evil that was allotted to him, hoping one day, to be set free
He had an escape plan
It was scattered among the strict regimens and chemotherapy treatments, ready for when he was released from his ruling
He thought he would prevail, gaining his freedom back, thinking maybe he had accidentally received the wrong sentence
But he did not
Scans do not lie, only reveal the truth
And a life sentence is a life sentence
He was cursed to his ailment for eternity, however long an eternity would prove to be
The freedom he eventually gained was not the one he hoped for, however, he was finally free
My life sentence started the day his ended
He was now free from suffering, though mine was just beginning, I too, now cursed for an eternity
Permanently imprisoned to a world without him
But I won’t let a life sentence stop me from living the way I want to, in the same way he never let it stop him
