Imprisoned

I want to be free again,
From all the guilt that he died that day,
Free from the cold handcuffs,
Free from the turmoil of being locked between walls,
Walls of judgement that no one can escape,
I want to be free again.

To breathe the fresh air,
To feel the warm sunlight
To see the green trees,
To see people dressed in different fashions,
The black-and-white striped clothes should be banned.
I want to be free again.

So scared of being sentenced to death,
Breathing has become a luxury,
I wish I could change back time,
So that I could seek help before I set the house on fire,
That day he screamed for help but all I wanted was revenge.
I want to be free again.

I wanted him to feel the pain he caused me,
To pay for his sins on earth,
The marriage changed us,
So hard to swallow,
Atleast he gave me the freedom I longed for,
I want to be free again.