Move On
by charley
It's way past your time to move on,
and my time has come to go.
I don't wish you well.
You have destroyed my life.
But I bet that makes you very happy.
You have a sickness that just won't quit.
It feeds off of every word you think and say.
Like a cancer in your soul.
And there's no treatment for you.
Time for you and me to move on,
in opposite directions for good.