Am I here..?

I'm waiting here for so long.. How I earn this fate... Air is getting thicker : Light is turning dark. Rain drops are really hard ; may be the clouds also, have hate on me. I'm suffocating here.. I can't really breath. My hand isn't moving ; and my legs too. Am I really dead ? No, I'm not. But... wait ! who..? who placed....: a Tombstone upon ma head !