My greatest phobia I indeed have,
Is spiders crawling up my calve,
There beady eyes and long long legs,
And hidden patches of there threads,
I do not like them not one bit,
When I see one I have a fit.
I scream and cry maybe try to hide,
My husband takes them right outside,
How he picks them up with no care,
Has me pulling out my hair,
And if I'm all alone at night,
I feel as though it'll creep up and bite.
High or low they do not care,
They will get you anywhere,
In the shower above your head,
One look away they'll have you dead,
It might sound silly you might laugh,
But I can speak on most behalf.
Its there many legs and quite skills,
That makes me want to run for the hills,
Big or small they still make me run,
I can't even go out to enjoy the sun,
They do not care if its night or day,
I cannot keep the monsters away.
Tears run down my face right now,
I know I look like a goofy clown,
Thinking of them gets me going,
I go around my house tip toeing,
I do not like spiders not one bit,
When I see one I have a fit.
a·rach·no·pho·bic
/əˌraknəˈfōbik/
adjective
adjective: arachnophobic
having an extreme or irrational fear of spiders.
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100 Poems of Fear
PoetryThis is a work of 100 poems about phobias. If you don't know a phobia is an extreme or irrational fear of or aversion to something. So I have to ask, what do you fear most in life?
