Ice-cubes dance in whiskey glass,
Oscillating rings flow to hand grasp.
Shattering the silence with spirited tune,
Resonating in the heart's heavy gloom.
Pickled with a briny past,
A bit'o salt for a tequila blast.
Melancholy to the very bone.
Finding comfort in the tinkling tone.
Sorrow drowning in amber flask,
Paint a smile on a Harlequin mask.
Hide the feelings like shame,
No one wants to see the pain.
Sway to the music by hair of the dog,
Keep the hurt in the oblivous fog.
Harden the heart no feelings shown,
Till you cry tears of stone.