I'm tired and weak

I hear these silent cries
at night when I'm asleep.
I'm tired of all the lies
the way she makes me weak.
I can't distinguish where they
are coming from whether it's
just inside or from the pain.
I roll over and realize my pillow is wet.
I toss and turn before
I open my eye's to realize
that I've been crying more
than I thought; I
see her everyday
she comes up to me
and slowly says
I can't take this pain that we
have I can't do it