Yeah, that's some shitty "poetry." "My life is thrown across the muck with no regards?" Garbage. Meaningless garbage, that sounds clunky and doesn't scan. Poetry is supposed to be about picking the exact right word, and using as few words as possible to convey as much as possible (well, all writing is about that, but it's especially important with poetry). This funt has a tin ear for words and doesn't know how to convey anything or make anyone feel anything but disgust. Your life isn't "thrown across the muck," lardshit; you are the muck, and you wallow in it like the pig you are.