Marriage In This Age Poem by Under A Microscope

I hate you! I hate you more! I'm sick of this life,
I'm sick of you!
And I'm tired I'm so tired of trying to prove to you
that I'm worth it, that we're worth it.
I'm tired of pretending, pretending that everything
is fine when we both know it's not and we're not.
The words, smiles and reassurances are lifeless and
empty.
I'm so empty, where am I? who am I? I don't even
remember who I was without you.
And you know what? I miss it!
I miss not knowing you exist.
not having to deal with the lies and all this
compromise that leaves me feeling like I've lost
more than I ever had.
And this guilt, don't get me started on this guilt,
but guilt for what?
not making enough money, not being the best
spouse, not loving you enough?
Love, where did that dream go?
when did those vows, those promises,
those idealistic thoughts and hopes disappear?
I'm so confused, and so am I.
I don't know what I feel anymore.
I'm exhausted of fighting and fighting,
day after day, night after night it's not right...........
I'm sorry, so am I.
You know I love you right?
Yes, and you know I love you too? ?
Of coarse.
Then let's eat.