Poetic mood of "me"

hi people after spending so many days at my home I'm in mood of some creativity.So accept this piece of poetry from me;perhaps this is the best piece I've ever written. How i enjoyed at home I'll tell you later.

In the bin of dust,
Smoked with rust,
I was left alone,
A hush & sob in a tattered robe,
& touch of mum was gone,

Darkening night the one,
Frightening sight the one,
The brittle of hell,
In I fell the one,

Howling the wind was;
Rattling the sky,
Oh ma left me you,
Why? Why? Why?

In the darkness sheer,
I was left alone,
A hush & sob,
In a tattered robe,
& touch of mum was gone,

With rotten water all around,
Heart my deadly shattered,
I was afraid some,
I was afraid some,
Hoping to someone me found,

Asking my pals,
The streets & the walls,
The holes & the roads,
The city & the toads,
The ants & the flies,
The voice of the wise,
The red brown bricks,
To the pillow & the ticks,
Have you seen my mum?
At least once hum?
Tell me oh!
I need her!
I need her!

In the warmth of tears,
I was left alone,
A hush & sob,
In a tattered robe,
& touch of mum was gone,

God oh tell me,
What was m y fault?
Why I am without her?
Why I suffered that jolt!