Pessimism

Why in Gods name did you bring us to being, where ‘being’ for some is a life full of fleeing?

Why create places to poor to survive in, with no choice in which city you come to arrive in?

Why create sleep when gone into too deep can be stolen by nightmares and riddled with creep?

Why would you make it so some couldn’t take it, Give us a heart to then rip out and break it.