My Past

My past is my past
There is nothing I
Can do to change it
God gave me that kind of past for a reason
And that reason is that
He knew I could get through this.
I have put my past behind me
So that I can make the most
Of what is to come.
No more blades or scissors,
No more cuts on my wrist.
I let my past ruin me,
But never again
Shall I let it bother me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Great wisdom in your words. The past should show us the proper way to go and be forgotten. All of us will fall down often. A wise person learn from their and tried not to repeat. I like the strong ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Miles W.]

Very good. It shows the dark power that memories can have on a person, it also showed that it is possible to move forward and not let the chain of memories bind our hearts and look to the future. Well written poem.