The Wait...

On a bed of ashes i lie...eagerly waiting for my doom
cursing the merciless fate for not letting it happen any soon
as murky rain from a black sky above starts to drown my senses
i set my mind free on unchartered memories devoid of condemning fences
thoughts as sinister as satan himself tarnish whatever lies before
sadness impersonated in a grey cloak slowly sinks into my very pores
rotten debris cloud my vision hindering the summon from beyond
blue flames lick my weathered frame setting ablaze a thousand agonizing bonds
my soul twists and turns all the while wanting to be free from shackles forged on earth
what a pity! i can't even remember the day when my smile lost its mirth
freedom eludes me for others' sins have tainted my whole being
now i solemnly await my divine punishment...for death to finally sing..