Bottom

Shutting down as I hit bottom.
Pour me another glass.
Couldn't wait for the impacted to know its the end.
Only way but up.
Looking up all I see is the dream.
The dream that joy will fill me again.
The fall is to familiar.
Something I no longer want to know.
What will pick me up. What will set me free.
What will let me go.
Give me wings to fly and live.
If only I could see.
See if its life against me or me.
Pour one more I don't know.
Don't know what ill find.
When I hit bottom and see this life I live this life of mine.