My Greatest Fear Poem by Kirstie Duekett

Your my greatest fear,
to keep out of your way I steer.

Your touch is like a poison to me,
To be free is what I wish to be.

You haunt me in my dreams,
Well if you ask me this is how it seems.

You follow me in my head,
by the littlest things my fear is fed.

I am scarred to face you,
can this be prevented is this really true.

I hate that you were the one I trust,
being my father was it a must.

Were you suppose to break me up,
make me bleed and spew it all up.

Wether or not you were suppose to,
you did and it really hurt me believe me it's true.

I'm sorry I gave you thoes urges,
I'm sorry your inner monster still emerges.

I am sorry your a junkie,
but I never wanted to be your little puppet monkey.

I know as I grow,
my past will explode and start to show.

But how would you feel,
if you were left as a child with no way to heal.