The Poison

I feel feel the anger bite at me.
I feel the lonely pouring in.
I feel how the world should be.
I feel what my heart should have been.
But now here I am drinking to feel no more.
Here in this place of a drunken stupor.
I know this poison will kill me.
I know i can see what is on the horizon.
I can feel an end soon.
But till then lets down this bottle and wait.