A speaker asks someone for help three times and is turned away each time, in a way that gets steadily worse. At first the other person simply laughs. Then they walk away. By the end they call the speaker "a disgrace" for "wasting your time." The speaker's feelings shift along with this: "lost," then crying, then "dead." The epigraph, "I feel empty," sets the tone before the poem even begins.
The structure does a lot of the work. Each stanza-like step repeats the same pattern of asking, being rejected, and feeling worse, while the verbs of asking grow more desperate, from "ask" to "whisper" to "beg." The lines are short and plain, which makes the pain feel raw and unpolished. "Dead" probably isn't literal. It suggests the speaker has been emotionally crushed, left with nothing. The mood is bleak and heavy, and it leaves the reader feeling how isolating it is to reach out and be ignored or shamed.