Another Bottle Down

Damn my vision is getting blurry, But I can't put down this beer, I keep on asking myself, Is the end of my life near, I take another big drink, Can't is overpowering my can, Then I look down and notices, My ring is missing from my hand, The bottle I was holding becomes empty, I need something to take my fears, I stubble to get another one, As my eyes begin forming tears, Thinking about the ones I’ve lost, My hand slowly becomes a fist, Then I see myself in front of me, I start to swing but missed, I grab a bottle and throw it, Hitting the mirror im looking at, Glass spreads all over the floor, I let my self fall to the mat, I don't understand why I did this, Mess up my wonderful life, Now my thoughts begin to tell me, Use a piece of glass as a knife, So I finish the last of my beer, And slowly pick up some glass, “ Im sorry for all the pain I caused” ..............................!?