Wasted

Theres nothing left of my wary soul;
the trails and tribulations brought me to
lowest of all below

My heart just can't take no more pain,
yet I wonder when will i feel so
Unashamed

Theres nothing left of my mind,
all my sanity faded
when you left me with this
Unseen Agony

I swear there's nothing left of me anymore
My soul is wasted as I lay here on this cold floor.
I can hear the Angels calling, saying
"It is Not yet your time."
But all i want is to leave this wretched place,
and see the Heaven that Awaits

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my last poem i wrote before my house burned down, it was a november 25, 2012 when it happened.. i lost all my quotes and poems that i have wrote... me and my family lost everything...

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Sorry about your loss... Even

Sorry about your loss... Even tho it's lost we will always have words deep inside... Continue to let out what's inside and you will have created more great work as you did here :)


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