M's Poetry
Ex-Factor
Why you looking at me when I round the corner?
stop staring through my window
when I look outside at my job
I see that dark green car
you drive it everywhere
you had it when we was together
but now it is your accessory
for stalking me....
I have taken out at a restraining order
but those do nothing
to stop the psycho on a mission
when his goal is to have me
or have me murdered
I am so scared to move within these four walls
much less outside anymore
is my lines tapped? I feel so trapped
paranoid is an understatement
alone in this big house
as he quietly marks the spot
he hopes I will be next......
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
stop staring through my window
when I look outside at my job
I see that dark green car
you drive it everywhere
you had it when we was together
but now it is your accessory
for stalking me....
I have taken out at a restraining order
but those do nothing
to stop the psycho on a mission
when his goal is to have me
or have me murdered
I am so scared to move within these four walls
much less outside anymore
is my lines tapped? I feel so trapped
paranoid is an understatement
alone in this big house
as he quietly marks the spot
he hopes I will be next......
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
