Courage To Move On Poem by Gregory Huyette

My fate can be no crueler,
Now that yesterday’s my ruler;
All due to long past pain
That each day enslaves my brain.

If I did more things right.
If others had more insight.
With times weren’t what they were,
Pain today would not occur.

That tragedy is set in stone.
It hangs around my neck alone.
If only something else were said,
This lead weight might be my bread.

All that happened was my fault.
I had a chance to call a halt
When wounds and wails weren’t so bad.
Now maudlin memories drive me mad.

Or was it all just happenstance
That holds me prisoner in this trance?
If this be true, then I fell
To gutters, goblins… my self-made hell.

At times I stop and wonder;
Would my life still go asunder
If I put the past behind
And looked to see what I could find
In today’s rewards and cheers,
The offspring of sad yesteryears?

Until my ruling past is gone,
I won’t have courage to move on.