Being Disappointed

HAIKU 5-7-5

Whom should I complain?

All gone, whom should not I blame?

There's no smooth terrain.

Why high is the flame?

It's a bulk, where is the crane?

There's nothing so plain.

Why grim is the pain?

All lost, where is my own lane?

There's nothing as drain.

Did I ask for fame?

It's a grind, now where's my grain?

No fluid in vein.

How much is my gain?

How much am I wet by rain?

My words are so lame