Let Go

You told me to leave, so I did, You wanted space, so away I hid, You ended this, of me you rid, You commanded, and so I bid. Now you're mad, at my lack of speech, You've pushed me away, I'm out of reach, Painfully moving on, myself I had to teach, Yet you keep grasping, like a leech. I did not want this, not one God damned bit, I'm finally healing, making these pieces fit, No longer your punching bag, you cannot hit, Go ahead and cry out, I'm done giving a . I'm moving on, get over it.