What have I done

 To get no mercy,

Let break this cage

And let me fly break free.

Where have I reached?

To the point of no return,

Is it the line of control?

Punished like the sin of Satan.

Let me run and flee

Burning with this killing spree.

Forever suffocated and shut,

I have had enough

Now let it cut.

The sleek and red thread

Spills and spread

Creating such design of insanity.

I smile and grin

In such hope so grim.

The blood drains out

I end all doubts

In a death so satisfactory.