Second Guessing Poem by Joseph M Donatelli

Could it have had a different outcome
I've heard that enough to make me numb
Decisions made on yesterday's facts become
Granite markers with names on them
Past decisions turn to stone finished done
But not for gotten in the stumbled run
As always more new questions come
Second guessing Leeds to another one

When will the past be put to finel rest
Blaming finished peace of mind addressed
When will petty differences desolve lest
Another round of recremenations twist
Facts of the matter into distorted distress
Multiplying life's contorted morass
Increasing anxietys insecurity mass
Filling imagination with distracting trash

This is finished where my thoughts exist
A fading memory from the inner eye mist
A scar healing over obsessing desist
Returning to working on present wishes
Building tomorrow's possible existence
Renewing forward approaches consistent
With living for futures unknowable tenents
I'm comited to new found differences