#WritcoPoemPrompt83
Life is getting unbearable,
Getting used to it in the process,
To escape is unthinkable,
It will make you think that you're in a land of eerie beauty...

The weight of sorrow pulls me down,
Like a stone sinking in the sea,
Each day a struggle, each night a frown,
A soul adrift, longing to be free.

The laughter I once knew has fled,...