Give me something :D

As I give up the ending days to come.
I loss focus of life one by one.
As I receive nothing for what I've earned.
Working hard but getting no where.
Nothing life but emptiness to share.
Yet, nothing to spare.
Yet, I'm seen as a failure.
Trying with other than the clothes on my back.
We see that you can't take something back.
 No tears, no fears, no crying or dying.
If I saw you walking down the street would I lend a helping hand.
Would I, would I would???
That the question you must ask.
I would say look back, but never again.
When I look at you before as a friend.
I can't I will again.
Broken, beaten, and tragic...