In the quiet of the night, the bottle calls,
Whispers of solace in its amber glow,
A fleeting escape from the weight of it all,
But deeper into the shadows, I go.

Mirages of joy in each glass I consume,
Yet the laughter fades as the dawn breaks,
Empty promises in the flickering gloom,
A hollow heart is all it takes.

The world blurs in a haze of regret,
Moments lost, time slips away,
A dance with demons I can’t forget,
In the mirrors, a soul in disarray.

Hope flickers like a distant star,
A future free from this darkened maze,
But the path is long, the battle far,
Still, I dream of brighter days.