As I sit at the bar
I have only one thing on my mind,
So my eyes now scan all of the drinks before me
As I hungrily wait in line.

As the liquid of sin now touches my lips
I soon enjoy each mouthful of regrets,
But this is just the beginning
The night is not over with yet.

My taste buds signal how refreshing
As my mind gets drawn in,
So it doesn't take long for the effects
Of the poison to begin.

Once in my veins
The drink trip begins,
It always starts pleasant ,
But then ends in sin.

It's the juice of confidence
Such a potion of power,
No one can escape it,
It's like nectar of a flower.

The poison rushes through my veins
It's target is my brain,
I can't stop now,
That would be insane.

So as I sit at the bar
I continue to remember the time before,
The memories of same place
Different day,
Keep haunting me
And won't go away.

It's now my turn to get served
" What would you like" ?
The bartender asks,
I smile weakly at my new found task
As I tell him
"Just give me a pure orange in a very large glass "