alcholic medium

I am an alcoholic medium,
You do not realise I have a gift,
I am not just a drunk who likes to get pissed,
I hear the voices of spirits,
Not ghosts or dead people
I mean spirits within  bottles,
An alcoholic drink is a spiritual being trapped within a glass coffin,
I can hear the liquids begging, crying and screaming,
The only way to set them free is to drink them.
Once consumed they reach the spirit world,
 When I was eighteen years old the first beverage communicated with me,
I heard a faint voice from it which got louder and louder when I got nearer,
It said "I have been trapped since the brewery, it hurts in here, rescue me please"
I learned alcohol needs to be drunk to be freed,
I was a hero and consumed the whole bottle of my dads whisky,
I did not like the taste, I started to faint and my Dad punched me,
I then drank every drop of brandy and shandy in my grandmothers drink cabinet,
She cried when she caught me being violently sick,
I had no money for wine on an off licence trip so I shoplifted a crate of it,
I go from Pub to Pub to beg for sponsors,
"Please help me bring peace to the spirit of a cider"
I can never stop and constantly need to save more,
I have released the spirits of thousands of beers,
Vodkas, lagers and tequilas,
No one believes my story and most call me a liar or a nutter,
I was arrested as a robber and ended up a prisoner,
My family and friends  disowned me so I have become a loner,
I have become a beggar,
Worse of all I have ruined my liver.
Can you spare some change please?
 I need to save drink but the question is who will rescue me?