I’ve been here times before,
But I was too blind to see
Every day’s remorse
Repeated endlessly
Haunted by mistakes
Without learning a thing
My angel’s song has stopped
Now she cannot sing
Timid from the start
Spiral deeper than deep
Unattached from the world
And too tired to sleep
Everyday lingers on
Each worse than the last
Only cure I can see
Is to change the past
© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity