Sudden Death

My future is right before me, but my past refuses to rest in its shallow grave, the grave I dug trying to be brave, trying to show life that I can move on, and yes, on I moved, but my past deep enough I didn't move, now it killed my future, it died a sudden death, because I refused to take heed, when it was all before me to read, that nature cannot be tamed, just as old habits cannot be chained, but deserve only to be killed.