M's Poetry
The Ink Is Dry
*from the view of a abused spouse, just something I seen on Tv sparked me to write this*
The Ink Is Dry
You don't wear my shame
or walk in the skin I am in
you don't know anything
anything I have been through
but with words you strike
enough to make the agony have bite
it's tearing open my heart
one blow, one punch
it's all too worn now
it's just all too....much
so I started a new life
one without your name
I walked the ocean side
for the first time I noticed a new view
and it's in the details
why we failed
it's in the writings
a brighter day I knew held
at the start of tomorrow
the alarm clock kept going off
but I never woke from my sorrow
my eyes are wide open
the feeling of self worth is returning
I can smell the warm breeze of change
I hug them as they are coming
the bruises are disappearing
the new dawn is here
I am renewed....leaving you finally....
2007@ Megan Watkins
The Ink Is Dry
You don't wear my shame
or walk in the skin I am in
you don't know anything
anything I have been through
but with words you strike
enough to make the agony have bite
it's tearing open my heart
one blow, one punch
it's all too worn now
it's just all too....much
so I started a new life
one without your name
I walked the ocean side
for the first time I noticed a new view
and it's in the details
why we failed
it's in the writings
a brighter day I knew held
at the start of tomorrow
the alarm clock kept going off
but I never woke from my sorrow
my eyes are wide open
the feeling of self worth is returning
I can smell the warm breeze of change
I hug them as they are coming
the bruises are disappearing
the new dawn is here
I am renewed....leaving you finally....
2007@ Megan Watkins
