Chained angel

And now I know,
Why the caged bird sings,
Unable to fly,
Or stretch his wings,

And As I sit here,
Caged, alone,
With nothing,
To call my own,

The time rolls on,
Without delay,
I wish I might,
I wish I may,

Break from these chains,
To fly again,
But time goes on,
And numbs the pain,

And still the chains,
Refuse to break,
And will still be here,
When I wake,

From shortened slumber,
Hastened breath,
But it does not come,
My friend, of Death.