Reflective

Memories so flawed to perfection
Only positive to show
That’s not how I got here
That’s not what happened

Repeat this dirty cycle
Hoping for better results
Some evolution of insanity
That’s sure to work…
….this time

My scissors must be rusty
Because I thought I cut these ties
I missed a strand or ten
And I’m back at the beginning
Of this dirty cycle

Detach, relapse, re-break
Then reassemble
That’s the cycle
Some time travel bullshit
Just stuck reversing
Wondering if I can make it out
On my own
Alone