Earned a cell

Imprisoned in this pitch dark cell,
I'm waiting for a ray of light,
Dark circles that are encircling my eyes,
are kneeling for mercy to get rid of this plight,

The massive, metallic chains,
That are tied to my feet,
Are feeling grave for me,
They dream for me to be free,

The boiling water,
That strikes and splashes on me,
Is burning my skin,
In this very scorching heat,

Beated by the hardcore stick,
on my feet that are shattered
To more than a million pieces,
that are all along scattered,

I'm rusting beneath the iron gate,
With my smoky eyes,
Its worse than hell,
In this jinxed cell....

Formulating plans of escape,
Because I feel like running away,
Over ruled by a new sensation,
I insist upon dying...

My dreadful story,
that earned me this prison,
Is too sedate to be told,
Too grave to uphold,

So all is over,
With my sans everything,
And so the felicitised light,
Ends here tonight...