The Drunken Mother

Swig, Swig, Bubble, Bubble, oh no here comes trouble.
Hiccup, Hiccup, Stumble, Stumble, Oh great get ready to ruuumble.
Slurr, Slurr, WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH HER?!
always, always, ready to fight just wish she'd get outta sight.
Hitting, punching, threatning, scrunching.
she makes that pain get worse, She is the evil curse,
lurking inside my house wouldn't compare to a mouse.
just wish some one would talk to me, get what i mean and finally see.
I'm doing just fine here,exept for her who i can hear.
no one gets me, why cant they see?
im a dark dreamer, because of the life i lead.
I hope u will get what i say, im not sure if im be back tomorrow
or the next day.

-thank you for reading: this happened just now and i heard a huge thump and diddnt really notice any thing. Then i came up she was lying there half naked on the sairs hiccuping passed out w/ the roofers on the roof cleaning it  one looked in i fingered him. Then i noteced she put an all over metal pot on high no water and it was almost brown and it burnt me when i picked up the handle, then i dropped it and it left a burn on the plasticy counter, ill se if she'll belive me tomorrow when i blame it on her....