Ah, Life! Sonnet I

Ah, Life! I The womb was dark and I was less than live I often reveled in corrupted dreams that I would breech the world but not survive and save my guiltless breath from useless screams. A mortar binds my lashes blacking days so I might contemplate my wraith and sin. So many seek a birth and righteous ways but I would find more joy if you were dim. My Life, what cause have you to plague me more, When all I’ve ever wanted equals none? What purpose is there trying to restore a spark that never sought to be begun? Ah, Life, I never loved you from the start and yet you stalk my heavy, haunted heart!