I Wish I Was Never Born

wouldn't death be a better punishment?
the ache in my heart ,
my salty tears cascading down my bruised cheek leaving a trademark of pain and anguish ,
the loud drumming of my heartbeat, scared of what is to become of me by day.
I should have seen this coming but No I didn't see it coming,
I was too busy behind the tales of the wavering breeze and the loud chatter of the dancing trees.
if I could go back in time to change something, I would make sure I was'nt born.