The Proverbial Floor

 

When your face down, upon the proverbial floor,

How much lower can you possibly fall?

How much more can you keep trying,

When you've already given it your all?

 

What's the point in even waking up,

When you know the days are the same?

Just more sadness, lonliness and just more guilt,

And always...always, just more of the pain.

 

When do you say, 'Enough is enough!!

I simply can't take this anymore!!'?

Is it before, or after the falling,

When your down upon, the proverbial floor?

 

 

 

 

 

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