#WritcoPoemPrompt54

I feel my heart is wrenching and ask myself is it all worth it?

The pain...

The crying...

The anguish...

Born into the world untainted by sin
Anew, fresh eyes in this sullen world of darkness
The intoxicating air, wrought with smog, smoke and ash. It begins.
By birth, a world broken in tatters, the deprivation of humanity. Charmless

A cruel world, sunflowers even turn to dust, scorched by sinful choices
Flushed away hope's, as if a tidal whirlpool, sucking the happiness of souls
Societal demands grow, as the clutches grow tighter. Like cattle hoisted
Ligature &...