Poem for you...

Here's another poem to you.
Since you filled my dreams with nightmares and the daytime too, there are very few things I hate but the deepest one is you.
If I could describe the level of theft you've caused it would be never ending, the fact that a grown woman has to sleep with a flashlight on must make you feel real tough.
  The impact was so skin deep it makes me feel  defeated because subconsciously I'm terrified.
I keep waking up, tears filling my eyes, thinking you must be here somewhere....it must have been real....it felt so real....
Do you understand what it's like to be scared of something you know isn't there? It's like bringing the monsters out of the closet and out from under the bed and laying them down on my heart instead. It's 3am and I've got pictures of you engraved in the back of my mind.
You've stolen the peace
You've stolen the power
You've stolen the strength
All of the things that I took for granted
You've stolen all of it and made me feel small..