Disillusioned

Sometimes I feel that There is no end to my woe That is getting thicker day by day As if it is made only to grow Nothing special I have achieved Till date as I am busy fighting To make my two ends meet With pains of struggle hiding There is no end to my work As I have many mouths to feed Ahead the road is dark for me Sans love my heart is made to bleed I am losing my fight day by day And have lost my youth and charm No one is there to share love with me Though to no one I have done any harm Disillusioned with this struggle Wish the end for me to come soon No more I can walk the thorny path This life to me has not come as a boon