Mother

She stole my childhood.

I could only smell pinto beans filling the house.

When I saw her I saw darkness.

I felt like I was crumbling into pieces. 

I tasted blood as I bit my lip.

Boom Boom Boom

My Legs went numb and I could hear my heart pounding.

I was like a storm cloud about to rain.

I felt nothing when I touched the door to get out.

She pushed me down with the weight of 1000 suns.

I was in a deep hole because of her.

Yet the hole wasn't really there, She was.

I felt stuck and I couldn't get out.

Her eyes were the devil's eyes.

Wicked witch watched me while I whine.

I hated her, I hate her.

She broke me and now I am nothing.

The wind screams when she prays.

In Chicago they call it the Windy City.

Tu' estas un madre mallo.

Porque? 

She was secretly the devil.

Why did she do this to me? 

She broke me.

Why is she so evil? 

Prickly and sharp, sticky when I touch it, makes me bleed.

My childhood.