Just One Beer

It all began with one small sip, a taste of liquid courage,
I never thought one beer would be enough to budge my conscience.
One led to two, two led to three, my inhibition slowly slipping,
My sense of right and wrong, my judgment no longer gripping.

I stumbled out of the bar, my steps unsteady and unsure,
The night air cold and crisp, my mind still reeling from the lure.
With each step, the world swirled, a dizzying dance of fate,
In a haze of false bravado, I found myself at the gate.

A stranger with a smile, a spark ignited the night,
In that moment of weakness, everything felt so right.
One night of passion, a fleeting thrill, a morning’s regret,
A hangover clouding my thoughts, a memory I won’t forget.

I woke in a strange bed, my heart racing with dread,
Beside me lay a stranger, a face I’d never read.
I staggered to my feet, my head pounding with shame,
What had felt like freedom now felt like a dangerous game.

The reality crashed in waves, the weight of my choices bore,
A night of reckless abandon had opened a fateful door.
I should have known the dangers, the perils that lurked in the dark,
But blinded by desire, I dismissed the warning spark.

In the quiet of the morning, a truth began to unfold,
The stranger beside me, a mistake too great to hold.
A future unwritten, a consequence of lust I never knew,
A reminder of my folly, a scarlet thread that grew.

The infection I brought home, a souvenir of my sin,
A haunting reminder of the reckless night I’d been in.
One beer was all it took, a poison I had sipped,
To lead me down a path of destruction, my life now flipped.