Where are you?

Where are you? 

When I am at my lowest. 

When the bottle just ain’t enough. 

When the pills locked up seem like the answer. 

When waking seems like a curse. 

Where are you? 

When the tears keep falling. 

When the bottle is damn near empty. 

When I no longer feel like myself 

And breathing feels like a chore. 

Where are you?-