fear

I never was just as he said...
He lied, as just to make his bed...
To lye upon a mass of words...
All of which were and are absurd...
Nasty that is who he is...
Demon is the word it tiz...
He, the one who who crowned my fate...
For years Ive tried but its too late...
To rid myself of what he made...
In time I thought it all would fade...
But no it lingers still for more...
To kick me straight right thru the door...
You bastard it will never go...
My scares I will for ever show...
The life you made for me to hide...
The pain you set for me inside...
For all to see and use for life...
Why didnt you, just use a knife?...
Wouldve been kinder to me you no...
But you didnt want that, You wana show...
The life that you, can control...
Even after all these years...
My eyes you fill with yet more tears...

I dont fear you! I hate you!