In the amber glow of a fleeting night,
Lies a sorrow masked by fleeting delight.
The bottle whispers promises so dear,
Yet leaves behind a trail of fear.

Hearts entwined with a glassy embrace,
Faces fade, lost in time and space.
Memories drowned in a liquid haze,
Dreams eroded by the fleeting blaze.

The laughter fades, replaced by cries,
Hidden truths in a sea of lies.
From joy to sorrow in a single sip,
Life’s essence slips from a trembling grip.

A plea for mercy in an empty room,
Where shadows dance in a silent gloom.
The bottle’s hold, a relentless chain,
A search for solace in endless pain.