Move Past

Everyone just wants me to move past,

move past,

move past,

move past,

you.

But

You hold me down

now more

then the night you

held me down

and destroyed it all.

I would have seen past,

worked past,

moved past,

all the lies,

and rejection,

and distance,

you kept between us

because I built that bridge of love,

crossed it,

on bleeding hands and knees,

with my heart laid bare,

bestowing all to you.

And now I sit,

crumbled,

viewing the shattered pieces of my future,

move to my past.