Can't Take It [one last one.]

I can’t take this any longer.
I tried to be strong but it’s getting harder.
The pressure builds and I’m walking on hate now.

It’s getting harder to breathe;
It’s taken its toll both mentally and physically.
I’m drowning in the memories of yesterday and yesteryear.
With every tear I look at what I’ve become
      And as I take a swing the mirror comes crumbling down.

I can’t do this anymore.
Every day is another low blow
    to my pride and soul.
The lies cut off circulation;
my heart is no longer beating.
My life no longer has meaning.

Another fight; more arguing.
I hate you for making me continue to go.
It’s ripping the seams of my heart and soul.
Destroying our relationship.
Can’t you take a hint?
I’d rather be dead or expelled at this point,
then keep living my life with no hope.

The abuse is getting harder to handle;
And I hear the same damn things each time I go to someone for help.
The words never change just the faces and places;
but I can’t get a brace or handle on it.
Each phrase is another spit to my face;
I wish they’d just slap me so I can hit them back.

Time and time again we look for the easy way out; a new route.
But lately it’s become more and more dead ends.
I feel like a rat trapped in a maze searching for the cheese;
        My freedom; my being; a new beginning.