Very up
In my head
Feeling gaslit
With the dread.

Reliving the past
Time machine set
To view only behind.

Show me the truth
And I'll try to advance us
Reasoning and giving
All the second chances.

How do I cope
With these similarities
Without feeling she
Got the best of me?

I feel on the verge
Of letting this go
Done with abuse
And nothing to show.