Wasting In The Past Poem by Bellaina Bella Hernandez

I lay waste in the past
enclosed and bound to a cage
Stricken with remorse and fear.
I cant bare to think of the last
moment I was freed before that day
Now I cant bare to remember it disappear.
Slave to the will of they who imprisoned me
Life sentenced to agonizing pain and misery
Tortured for everything done... Karma..
I look forward to the release
that moment death is a friend and a blessing
life force, soul leaving the forsaken earth...