Moving on

Used! Broken!! Battered!!! Shattered!!!! You took my treasure, Used it for your pleasure, Created in my heart, a fissure, Causing me pain of an endless measure. You took my life and made it a wasteland, Like the aftermath of an hurricane, My life broken into pieces, Shattered, never to be the same again. Perhaps I should put an end to my misery by committing suicide, I wouldn't have to worry, Or be drowned in sorrow anymore, It all ends after I die That should be the best solution, right? I know the past can't be altered, For what has happened, has happened, As the river flows endlessly, never stopping, I need to move on from the past, Rather than looking at yesterday's set back, I look forward into a brighter and better future.