I may not be a Poet

Take the knife to my hand,
and let me do the destruction on my own,
I'll stab myself where it hurts most,
And rip it out of my aching heart.

I'll start something new,
I'll start forgetting you,
Something i never thought i could do,
Something i never knew.

I'll be a better person,
I'll pick up the pieces of my pride,
Never willi forget you,
Never will i remember you.

But i must move on, as you've said,
Because there's nothing left for me to hold on to,
I hope everything turns out great,
Now that i've surrendered and let you go...