Will get be better than this?

I tried to get  it right but I was just wasting my time, because you never compromised when it come to us.

We struggle and fall apart, we build it back to static start.

The endless accusations, I can’t believe we made it this far !!

I reached out, fell short.

Now you are hurt, too many words breaking the silence.

I felt it, bled it, screamed it! It only gets worse..and it kills me watching me too angry for us to survive.

I used too many words tonight!

Waking tomorrow It’s gotta be better than this.