Just my reflections on how life doesn't have a rewind button. |
REWIND The pain you described I could not see. I was to busy worrying about me. The lonesomeness that consumed you, I could not comprehend, I never knew. I wish I could go back in time, push a button and rewind. I saw the addictions eating at you, I thought an institution would know what to do. So with a pen in hand and a paper stack, I signed you in, and stabbed your back. Now I remember the days you were mine, push a button and rewind I drove you to the clinic that dreadful day, I had you committed, the court made you stay. I could see the outrage in your eyes, but these doctors train to save lives. You looked at me with such dismay, then turned your back and walked away. I prayed peace and sobriety you would find, push a button and rewind. After thirty days, your sentence was through, and five days later, we forever lost you. You put the gun to your head and said good-bye. You left me here wondering how and why. I didn't mean to hurt or disappoint you, daddy, I didn't know what else to do. There are so many things I did wrong, and my past haunts me now that you're gone. So like a star I hope you shine, here I sit pressing rewind. |