Zero Resistance

[Malu]

The glass,
full of devil's water,
sitting within arm's length,
taunting me again.I think you should add a few lines here about how exactly it taunts you, staring at you, making funny faces? And such, that would also tie into how drunk you are becoming, the more you drink the more crazily that glass dances
My conscience tries
desperately What else? Maybe add more about how hard exactly your conscience tries, possibly make a metaphor for us to fathom so we can understand the context and relate
to convince me to stop,
temptation wins.

I take another sip.

I've lied to myself
many times,
by skipping meetings
and cheating. Good examples of how drinking is having a negative impact, however, a lot of poems about fighting alcoholism deal with how it messes up regular life, "cheating" relationships, "meetings" jobs. Give a more personal experience to differentiate this poem from the others.
Thinking I can mask my thirst, Clever, I enjoyed this line
eager to have a taste,
forcing me to raise the glass
to my lips and drink. Maybe you could talk about struggling to keep your glass still, maybe you spill a bit when you drink. I think that adding something like that would better show the progression of your drinking, while reiterating the key points of the previous lines.

I take another sip.

I leave the bar,
stumbling.
Heading home in a drunken haze
a state familiar to me. Good personal connection
I fumble with keys,
miss the hole twice.
I think you could add struggle(s) you experience, other than stumbling and fumbling. Describe what your senses are doing, how numb are you to the cold night? What do the buildings look like while intoxicated? Maybe you could touch on other personal issues with this as metaphors and personification. Perhaps business buildings are laughing at you for how your career is going. Or a florist shop is burning up in flames, symbolizing what your love life has become. Things like that
It's pathetic,
what's left of my life.

I take another sip.

Before finding the bed
I fall,
crashing to the floor,
fast.
It's difficult now
to keep my eyes open,
so I let them close
for good. Strong ending

I enjoyed this poem, I made a few comments/suggestions, hope they help