A Poet’s Qualm

Your past is your past

It certainly can’t change

No matter what stories you tell

Or how they’re arranged.

Even if you lie and give it a twist.

Your past is your past

And you’ll always know this.

But hark! I have a message for you

Your past may not define what you do

In your present or future

Where you have control

You can start moving forward if you just let it go!

Stop dragging around your burdens so slow!

If you want to make progress,

If you wish to be free

Then stop what you’re doing,

And listen to me:

Nothing in life is certain.

You can live behind a vail, but that curtain—

That curtain may hide what you don’t want others to see, but it will also enslave you because how can you be free?

If you can’t see?

The curtain that shields you is a serpentine.

It will give you an apple you expect to be sweet, but as soon as you bite you can lose everything.

So try and remember what I have to say:

Live life to it’s fullest and enjoy everything.

If someone can’t accept you then just walk away.

Sometimes it’s better to have nothing to say.

Forget your past and start over today.