In the glass, a liquid so deceiving,
Promises of joy, yet leaves hearts grieving.
A sip, a taste, a moment so fleeting,
The warmth it brings, oh so misleading.

Under the moon, in shadows we wander,
Bottles in hand, thoughts begin to ponder.
The laughter shared, the tears that follow,
In this dance of life, joy turns hollow.

Mirrors reflect our faces so twisted,
By the elixir, our souls enlisted.
To battles within, where silence does scream,
In the haze of night, life’s but a dream.

Yet dawn does come, with light so stark,
Revealing the scars, left by the dark.
The elixir fades, its spell now broken,
Leaving us with words unspoken.