Rock bottom is where you say you've hit
But you're smiling
But you've got someone to grieve with
Your even crying
No, your tearing 
From laughter of all things
You know, you've found that slit of comfort in a moment of many
But then you start to think
Then bleed a little 
But you haven't reached bottom
What happened to that smile that once was?
The one that only last for one minute
It got tired of hope, I think
It saw too much
There is more than just the good things
Or less, depending on perspective
The beastly preys on the hopeful and passive
You as a human aren't at bottom, but your smile is
Is it gone already?
It has faded into a straight line
Lines aren't always perfect, hopeless crescent moon
You've reached bottom when there is no more that you feel you can give
When you've lost all hope for yourself
When you have no kick off the what ifs
Some end it there
But some walk with their worlds of grey