A Sip Too Many (Revised Ending)

The first time it was such a rush,
From the second it touched my lip,
I felt more alive than I've ever been,
Pure ecstasy upon first sip.

So the next time I take another,
But I don't feel quite the same rush,
So I need to take a bit more,
So life again will seem so lush.

So the cycle continues this way,
Each time a few sips more,
And with it comes dependency,
The magic liquid I'll soon adore.

The mornings after are not so fun,
And life sober looses its appeal,
Soon unable to enjoy just being alive,
Drinking, the only method for me to feel.

The life around me soon degrades,
The need to drink now comes most every day,
With it, natural happiness fades,
And its stench upon me now stays.

Now I don't only drink to be happy,
But to turn upside down my common frowns,
Each day I feel increasingly lonely,
My life lacking ups and plagued with downs.

People tell me to take it easy,
But they don't know my depression,
Or maybe I already told them,
During one of my drunk confessions.

I want these feelings to stop,
But I hate how life feels so numb,
At what point have I sealed my fate,
Forever drinking away my miseries as a bum.

I really don't know any more,
And I'm beginning to lose my cares,
No longer worrying about my friends,
Or the disappointment that fills their glares.

I used to think I could still get help,
To save my life, it's not too late,
But my will is gone and I have conceded,
To drink out my days and accept my fate.

I'm not the man I used to be, now,
Sadness flows down my face in streams,
As I am haunted by distant memories,
Happy times, in what once were happy dreams.

If you think you see me by and by,
Please do not pretend to care,
Because though you knew me earlier,
The man you knew is no longer there.