Crime... Poem by Burn Javier

Is it a crime to move on
from loving you...the way that I do
to stem the flood of my tears
from flowing freely, draining me
of life, and happiness, and sanity

Is it a crime to move on
from loving you...the way that I do
Through all the misery I am going through
From the constant, continuing pain I feel
Knowing you are in his arms...and not mine
Sharing things that are supposed to be for me

Is it a crime to move on
From loving you...the way that I do
To save my soul, my heart, my existence
As a happy, loving, caring human being
The way that I was before I met you

Is it crime to move on
From loving you the way that I do
To stop hating myself, crying all night
longing for something that is not there
For me - no matter how much I wish for it

Is it a crime to move on
From loving you...the way that I do
To find a shred of happiness in this world
However trivial, to hold back the darkness
The pain, the agony, the misery, the emptiness
The nothingness, the loneliness, the self-pity
The hole in my chest, the loss of my soul...

The Emptiness, The Nothingness, The Loneliness...

Crime or not, what is the difference...
I am in a prison of my own making...