Just Another Drink

Wasted away, he lay on the bench

He felt happiness and joy

Like a petulant child, he refused advice

And so the bottles lay scattered like toys

Then the alcohol left his system

And the ecstasy faded away

He felt dreary, dull and sad

It was like this every single day

And each day, he vowed to stop

Yet each night they could see the alcohol’s stink

He swore a solemn oath to give it up

And each night he’d say “Just another drink?”