My own poem- Moving on

Moving on

She has gone to a better place,

It was destiny nothing could change that,

And now I must suffer here while she leaves me.

The seemingly endless torment of life

Grasps me and holds me down away from her.

It is all done for a reason,

This I understand,

But why me out of everyone?

She was too young to leave,

I guess it is the will of whoever is up there.

Not that I believe in that.

The pain is unbearable

Why her not me?

She was too young to leave this world,

But that is not my choice

Now it is time to move on,

She has gone,

I must live on.

Although her life has ended

Mine is still happening.

This is her final wish,

So I shall grant it.

And I shall move on.