The bottle was calling my name,
Asking me to take a sip.
Joy ran through my veins,
Happy for a fake solution.
False bliss was the theme,
Causing misery the next day.
Falling from a wicked high,
Reality torn me into pieces.
Depression hit me in the head,
Sending me a message of pain.
Fear sounded the alarm,
Telling me to quit drinking beer.
