Another shot of whisky
Goes flowing down the drain
They say it's going to kill me, 
Yet it seems to ease the pain.
Another bottle of burbon
Lays empty on the floor, 
I should have stopped an hour ago 
But I just had to have more.
Another glass of vodka 
Finds its way into my heart
I wish I could give it all up now 
I wish I didn't start.
They say it won't be long now 
Till I'm knockin' on heaven's door 
But it's the last thing im thinking about 
Laying sprawled out on the floor.
And as I slowly sober up, I begin to ponder
About life, and its meaning, yet my mind it starts to wander 
To a far away land, where no one cares, and everyone is full of glee
So I head on over the cabinet and crack open an old Jack D 
Given half an hour, or possibly even less 
The bottle is half empty, and I'm feeling at my best 
It's inevitable really, I just won't ever stop 
Drinking 'til my head is spinning, drinking 'til I drop.
Drinking 'til the sun don't shine, drinking 'til I can no longer walk
Drinking 'til it's hard to see and its a challenge just to talk. 
Drinking 'til I'm on the floor and there's pounding in my head
Drinking just to stay alive, yet drinking 'til I'm dead.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
It seems to ease the pain, that's really true. I like this poem a lot, it's vivid and alive!