Same Mistakes

Reopening wounds - the aggravation.
Detailing pains - the same conversation.
Once again jump starting, falling at the same hurdle.
Your adversary laughing. The same mistakes making your blood curdle.
Composure lost yet again, the mantra requires reiteration.
You hear its faint echoes but cannot muster the heart to chant it in your failure.
Will his final ounces of will meet its incineration?
This relapse could be your saviour.
May it seal shut the wounds, bound the doors, erase the scars of those times before.
Then let it not quell but propel you and take no shame for there are lessons in regression.
Just remember that when those haunting thoughts beckon.

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