Laying Here

Here I lay in my misery. Quiet and dark I'm left with only my thoughts. I plot my next move, but I'm stuck in neutral. Drifting towards whichever way you force me. You always wanted to keep me at an arms distance away. You wouldn't accept my hand. I'm coming up with a plan to leave your memory behind. I wish it was as easy to do as it is to say. I've shed enough tears with your name on them. I'm digging a mental grave and burying you in it. I'll leave it an unmarked tomb and you can have that knife you left in my back. Here I lay in my misery trying to move on from you!