M's Poetry
Rear View Mirror
Rear View Mirror
She wrote a song for you
called black and blue
the bruises of sad notes
are busting though
the chorus is the same old lines
sadness isn't just today
it's a way of life for her at this stage
rear view mirror
the strings plucked until broken
a controlled house wife
and she don't know how she got here
but she picks up the knife
it ends tonight......
He said he would give his hands
for a second chance
a fighter's soul
a lover's request
he's taking back a ticking bomb
blackness comes next
in the eye of the beholder
what is your final test?
everyone has a breaking point.....
rear view mirror
seeing the error of my ways
the final punch came
but I couldn't escape
now I lay six feet under in my grave
if only....the most haunting words
to a past mistake.....
2007@ Megan Watkins
She wrote a song for you
called black and blue
the bruises of sad notes
are busting though
the chorus is the same old lines
sadness isn't just today
it's a way of life for her at this stage
rear view mirror
the strings plucked until broken
a controlled house wife
and she don't know how she got here
but she picks up the knife
it ends tonight......
He said he would give his hands
for a second chance
a fighter's soul
a lover's request
he's taking back a ticking bomb
blackness comes next
in the eye of the beholder
what is your final test?
everyone has a breaking point.....
rear view mirror
seeing the error of my ways
the final punch came
but I couldn't escape
now I lay six feet under in my grave
if only....the most haunting words
to a past mistake.....
2007@ Megan Watkins
