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I'm tired.

Tired of fighting

Tired of feeling alone 

Tired of loving but feeling unloved

Tired of hurting 

And Tired of feeling worthless 

I'm sick

Sick of being your punching bag

It doesn't take a physical hit, you've beat up my heart 

And my ego carries  the bruises of your words.

I'm sick of being the one you blame

I'm sick of this endless sadistic game.

I just wanted to know you loved me

I just wanted to hear Thank you.

To feel appreciated 

To feel needed 

But it seems that is too much to ask.

I'd rather be alone than feel unloved.

I'd rather be dead than feel dead inside.

I give up now I give up on us.

This marriage wasn't meant to be.

It wasn't you, it was always me.

I tried to be kind and loving.

I tried giving you everything I had.

It wasn't enough, I wasn't enough.

I fought to keep your love

And I gave until I had nothing left to give 

I'm so sick and tired now.

My soul bleeds and my heart hurts

I've learned my lesson well.

Now I'll leave here a broken woman

And I promise never to love anyone again.