pain from the bottom and up again

i feel pain from the bottom, i feel rage from the bottom , but not the bottle anymore i use to sooth away the scars from the past . for i have this ,this writing of cast of a life i wish never to lead, into anothers way for any other day not even this one.  . for another to feel this pain, this sorrow , this greed ,this rage , this need . i feel suspened ,gone ,never altogether for long, i feel this pain deep inside at the bottom of my rage i feel so lost and dizzy like from hard cider , i feel dizzy . lazyness it calls to me to heal the wounds not let em all be, and simmer just to boil to over yet again and singe the stove. knowing with a song is the pain and torment of the worlds everyday just to begin and not feel so insane , leading alone is the worlds people all over we just dont see it ,but it beats alone cast aside alone , is the feelings alone , along with the war we fell all alone fighting our own war on our own . bleeding inside when we all cry and dieing withing without our pride. losing this battle is all we can try never to do as we hide away the sorrow that starts the day sorrow and pain, rage and the bottom is near even when we hear we dont know were at the bottom till were looking up from the ground , till were on the bottom looking up from the ground.