Tuesday, April 12, 2011

MY HANGOVER

I know that i have been here before
Cigarette butts and ashes all over the floor
An empty whiskey bottle near my bed
A bad dry throat and an aching head
A taste in my mouth i can't describe
The dreaded outcome of yesterday night
A thousand sea-sickness in my tummy
And regrets for being such a dummy
I tell myself "never again, never again"
As i try my best to ease the pain
But i know i'm only fooling myself
Because i still have a full bottle on my shelf



3 comments:

  1. a very telling commentary upon the lives of youth today. Reality is harsh we all know that...so we all need a dose of imaginary worlds. This imaginary world can be achieved by the use of alcohol in some cases...which is a model for escaping the cruelness of reality

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  2. Haha.
    Story of my life. Not with reference to alcohol - academics.
    :(

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