Analysis of Drunken thoughts

As i wander lost
 through dark narrow streets
The meandering path
Of a million feet
The tavern door
Is locked it seems
I'll no longer dance
In the whiskey dreams
The luring stench
Of smoke and dust
Take me places
No man must
The haunting crys
Of the ghosts of past
Into the willderness
 I've now been cast
I stagger blindly
No more at ease
Souls are stirring
In the the gentle breeze
Craving for more
Escaping drowned
Lost in the glass
Where i'll never be found