Another old one I found.  From 7.02.05.  

I'm emotionally exhausted.
These tumultuous mood swings 
Have fatigued my heart
Lowering my stamina to love.

Like a broken record
We're going 'round in circles.
No end to the problem, no resolution
Just an ever-going revolution.
    I'm getting dizzy.

It's time to cut our losses
Before there's nothing left to cut.
But each other.  Ourselves.
Our tongues are getting sharper with each argument
We've discovered the places that hurt the most
by trial and error.

Trial by fire
The burning passion we once shared
has become nothing but flaming insults
And fiery tempers

It's time to throw a blanket over everything
And put the fire out for good
Leaving nothing but the ashes of what used to be.

I've swept them under the rug
I've swept them up and discarded them 
and I've discarded you.