Painful One

I never dream to see the other days,
Or even lighten my eyes by the sun's rays.
For I am stocked in this dark room,
Can't breath, can't see, can't stand like in doom.

Beside me is the angel of death,
On the other side is the fire's threat.
Lying on the frozen ground alone,
But no one hear my painful moan.

Piercing me with the sharp knife,
I never dream this all my life.
Thirsty and hungry while waiting,
Waiting for the help but nothing is happening.

My blood rush down the corridor,
Until my thirsty throat got soar.
How painful my life is,
And my soul will never be in peace.