When does it become too much?

When they kill your hopes
Your dreams 
Your aspirations?

When they push you down
Over and over
Day after day?

When they laugh at you
Your clothes
Your body?

When does it become too much to handle
Too much to listen to 
Too much to take?

When do we decide to give up,
Leaving behind our hopes, dreams, and aspirations?

When do we decide to stay down,
Never bothering to try and get back up?

When do we decide to just take it,
Try to ignore the laughter pursuing us?

At what poin does a person just say 'forget it'?

At what point do they take that blade and cut deep?

At what point do they place that cold barrel of a gun to their temple?

At what point do we help them?
                                     stop them?
                                     save them?