Kept Inside

Every day I live inside a prison of no escape.
Death calls me day by day; over it I drape.

I keep thinking every day that someone will save my life.
But the only thing to save me now is freedom of sorrow and strife.

The words are ringing in my ears; the words of death i hear.
Life no longer is my joy from my eye falls a tear.

I cry and cry until I make a flood.
Then I wake up and floating in my own blood.

This prison is worse than anything. Help me! Please, I beg.
Until there is no more life then when you come I'm dead.