WHEN AM MAD

When I am mad I get full authorization to tear apart,a man who jumps like a little fawn.Obedient to dark and dark cloulds.would be my madness knows the mighty world and its darkness never returns to light.So was he,I the constantly lacked little mere child,a child who literally lived long gloomy years,lonely and isolated from seeing love's lonely songs and disappointed in loosing his bow forgoten in his maid's mind wall