Trashed works (poetry compilation)

Daddy issues

I thought you were finally dead and gone

But you're back, god dammit, you're back

Like a pest that won't die, always eating away at me

So return the fears, irrational or not, i'll never know

Of being harmed throughout the night

And too terrified to leave my room during the day

Back to avoiding my home and praying you'll leave each day

When you leave, it hurts, and i'm sad that you don't love me

But when you return, it's worse, having to pretend you're family

In reality you're a monster,

The shell of the man you could have been

Where is my father and what did you do to him?

I was so glad you were away

But now you're back

I just hope you aren't here to stay