Three Too Many Times

Three too many times am I here.
Three too many times have me in fear.
Hell the first lasted three years.
First one stopped my gears, second had me hoped, third left me back to mope.
Look into my eyes- they'll show destruction all caused from their corruption.
My past, I run away from that crashing wave.
Still mending my heart from the start.
Just one thought, one spark and my mind goes dark.
I bet they live on with a smirk, in memory they're known as a jerk.
Done nothing but loved, they only shoved me away.
In the past I wish they'd stay.
Running and running from this crashing wave I'm afraid the past shall stay.