Moving On

There's so many reasons,
You're given not to do,
What something in your gut is telling you,
What you know must be true,

Yet you have spent so much time in the world,
Taken by worldly things,
To go against worldy advice irks you,
So that you argue with your own feelings,

Remember the world only thinks of it,
Its survival, not yours,
It will be there long after you are dead,
Nor will it have felt sore,

For losing you,
So why care what it needs?
Do what your body tells you, you must do,
You've got one life to show how one succeeds.