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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Death · #1397775
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.
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