Crying on the Shitter

you can hit rock bottom
but there will always be new lows
always something different
when you're too beat
to roll with the blows

Sitting on the shitter
with no meaning to my ghost
sifting through the sadness
I can't handle, I can't cope
and I've got nothing left
but the bitter taste
of wanting nothing more
than to shove a bullet
down my throat