SICK MARIA CLARA ('',) ~ just sharing another poem guys.. ^^

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~ a poem i made when i was in hell form having this authentic madness about my mother. she wears that torturing eyes like an evil in disguise she walks like their's no tomorrow and leaves with a whizzing blow. sometimes when the sun breaks i don't know what again will it takes but just hearing that sparkling anger coming like a fist. fear is rolling over anger is taking like forever the bruise in my ears are gone it hurts that i became numb. she took the other way not knowing where's the truth she always had her bite watching her blazing sky corrupting her teaseled mind a coffee in my hand a filthy rubber band somethings going on i know theres something wrong. take me out of site i need to see the light am i be to be like this, forever? forever? -_-