Oh mother, dear mother

 Oh mother, dear mother.
Sometimes I think thou breathest to despise me.
With my soul dragging its feet thRough the surface of my skin.
For it feels heavy as love hath been outweighed by hatred indeed.

Oh mother, dear motheR.
Thou blood that flowest and clots through my veins boil.
Tis like poison awaiting to be fumed.
Excreted like anxiety.
I shall donate your blood to the desperate and let alone my body live with water instead.

Oh mother, dear mother.
As I charge these words to thee.
I 'watch' the hands of the clock flip anticlockwise
As I wince deeper into the lands of the clinching walls.
They out blur my sight.
For the colors of the never ending Rainbow hath been shaded with black and white.

Oh mother , dear mother.
Why bore me??
If thou had the autonomy and self-suffiency to terminate my breathing soul at once.                                                           Tis better not to be_ for you shatter all my feelings_ way into the dark.
Oh mother, dear mother.
Thou slay the core of my psyche...
'You pierced my eyes with the "sharpest" knife with I losing the "point" of the fundamental nature to see.                                                               Oh woman_ dear stranger...
I turn a blind eye on you instead...