Sabotage

I look at my lifes worth dishevelled in a blink I cannot continue to write this I think My voice remains unheard, my letters blur Oh what have I done to deserve this err Try I must to salvage my blood and sweat Yet immediately I know it is but a grave threat Who have I harmed with my words so true Oh please come hither for me to view Disdained I am by your deeds so bludgeoned Meekly I sit attempting futile justice rendered I am but an artist who remains defeated Yet continue I must nevertherless being beated !!!Beated is my poetic licence - not a word