It seems to me, my life is out of whack

The question is, how do i get it back
 
The days creep by, as time seems to stand still

Its like I'm trapped here, in a place called hell 

The joy has left me, as the pain sets in

Thinking to myself, is this rely the end 

So i seek comfort in a bottle of rum

As my vision blurs, i feel so numb

And at that moment, the pain is gone

And that day doesn't seem so long

But where will this lead me, I'm still in hell 

Just trapped here, in my drunken cell

The pain will return, as the night fades

What will happen tomorrow, how can i change

There must be an escape...

There must be a way.......