Crying on the floor of my bathroom
But I don't wanna die just because I've reached the end

Feeding myself chocolate like a drug
Just trying to get relief,
Relief from feeling nothing,
Nothing from head to toe

Over and over again I'm laying on this floor
Not thinking I'll ever get up
Then I do
And I'm back to where I started
So how do I get off the bathroom floor forever?
And why is it the place to lie?

The bathroom floor has seen everything
Has heard everything
The bathroom floor was there that night,
That night I blacked out alone,
Alone nearly dead that night
I got up,
I got up off the bathroom floor,
Off the bathroom floor I made it on
I said "goodbye" to the bathroom floor
I don't wanna see it again
But I know when I hit rock bottom again next week
The bathroom floor will be there to catch my fall
To hopefully get back up again



© BrokenStillBreaking



Sat, July 20th 2:04 AM 2024