Zero Resistance

[FractalPacifist]

This was a good read! I haven't experienced addiction myself, so I can't say whether this is a good portrayal, but this still makes mefeel like I can relate.

I added some line-by-line comments as well.

The glass,
full of devil's water,
sitting within arm's length,
taunting me again.
My conscience tries
desperately
to convince me to stop,
temptation wins.

I take another sip. love the repetition of this.

I've lied to myself
many times,
by skipping meetings
and cheating.
Thinking I can mask my thirst,
eager to have a taste, what does it taste like? could be interesting way to add a little more scenery.
forcing me to raise the glass
to my lips and drink.

I take another sip.

I leave the bar,
stumbling.
Heading home in a drunken haze
a state familiar to me. this line felt stuttery to me. Perhaps phrase it differently? "an all too familiar state" or something like that.
I fumble with keys,
miss the hole twice.
It's pathetic,
what's left of my life. Nice assonance between twice/life.

I take another sip.

Before finding the bed
I fall,
crashing to the floor,
fast. It's interesting that this reads slow, even though the crashing is done quickly. Kinda adds more to the drunken feeling.
It's difficult now
to keep my eyes open,
so I let them close
for good. death? I was surprised... not what I was expecting.