The rise

Sick of being trapped
been enough in bondage
curbed from self-expression
strangled in this body

my sombre heart, my dark mind
make it fade everyday
been tortured since ages
wishing to fly away

as it gets too much to take
suffered in silence for long
to get rid of being smothered
and hanging amidst living and dead

in search of its existence
hoping to tread a path of light
aspiring for a new dimension
to expand its horizons

breaking the chains that hold
soaring high, above all
experiencing a divine level
to the zenith rises my soul...