Broken homes

You're losing it look at you  
Everyday getting worse I don't even recognize you  
You once were happy and loving  
Now you self loath resent and act like you're mourning  
You're depression is killing us  
I've tried to be there for you but you always give up  
On us  
Screaming hatred  
Everyday at me  
I'm tired of your hands me  
I could easily break you  
But I don't because I love you  
You get violent more everyday  
Scratches,pushing slaps to the face  
I don't know how much more I can take  
I don't deserve this  
I can do better than this  
I'm at the end of my rope  
And about to hang by it  
There is no hope for the living  
I'm better off dyeing  
At least there hopefully it's quiet  
I can be alone    
Maybe find a spirit  
Finding love in death  
Who knew that's what it took  
I'm hollow and empty and I'm going silent  
Crawling back into this hole we dug so nicely  
Laying there awake  
listening to you scream vile words at me  
I take sleeping pills every night to get away from you  
And all your abuse  
Hopefully soon i take too many  
And never have to wake up again in misery