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Just when it all seems a dead end

and nothing is easy to comprehend

the damage is impossible to mend

Only failure, I apprehend

To my existence, misery appends

It seems futile to make amends

there are no prayers to ascend

to my cries, none is to attend

No new person worthy to befriend

No one to advise or recommend

of confusions, life is a blend

Fate becomes a rule I can't bend

My experience, no one to commend

Too many adversaries to contend

Everyone wants to offend

My rights, no one to defend

No more blessings to descend

Upon anything, I can't depend

No more energies to expend

No boundaries to transcend

No open arms to extend

No virtue to intend

Not even a penny to spend

Fears and doubts, I can't suspend

Success is a myth, a bygone legend

A single smile, I can't pretend

And tragedy has become a trend

Waiting for me is someone only God can send

She is my mother, my angel, my best friend!