I am just feeling worse

I just want to get out. I can breath anymore. Every night I cry myself to sleep. I'm misserable. I just can't live with my mom any longer. I love her, but I just don't like it.
The more I stay, the more depressed I get. The more depressed I get the more I just don't want to do any thing. I have no desire. No freindships.
Oh Father let me go to Colorado. I just feel sick.