In the glass, reflections lie,
A shimmering promise, a whispered sigh.
Liquid courage, or so it seems,
Drowning sorrows in broken dreams.
Night after night, the ritual begins,
Seeking solace in the warmth it brings.
Yet the shadows grow, the darkness spreads,
A silent thief in the night it treads.
Once a friend, now a relentless foe,
Stealing moments that once would glow.
Memory fades, laughter turns to ash,
In the grip of alcoholâs cruel lash.
Hope lingers faintly, a distant light,
Beyond the haze, beyond the night.
Break the chains, let the spirit fly,
Find the strength to say goodbye.