No Escape Poem by Frank Acquafredda

My past has caught the present
Throbbing pains now fill my chest,
No treasure buried inside
Just a life of endless rest.

I've seen this day before me
Haunting visions in my mind,
Death knocking at my front door
As my reaper waits behind.

My days of hiding end here
Escaping death I can not cheat,
My past has caught the present
And it's time I face defeat.

I can't deny these feelings
I just hope that I am wrong,
As I found that special place
In this life where I belong.

So here I write this letter
In hopes you better understand,
My past has caught the present
When I meet the devil's hand.