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Sierra Dec 2014
As my head was flooded
With the previous nights memories
I groaned
At the bad decisions
At the hangover
At the stranger next to me

"I'll never drink again"
Passed through my lips
Like a broken record

The day grows old
And the same feeling creeps over me
Loneliness
Memories

Night arrives

The next morning
My head is flooded
With bad decisions
Once again

"I'll never drink again"
The record plays on

s.j.d
SailorAlice Dec 2014
Alcoholic consequence:

I can't remember being me

Or doing things with IV stings

Prescription crack enhances

***** react-

ion

Not sober,

Almost blind

You'll need to remind

Little miss booted me

Of last nights activities

Its blurry,

No conscious memory

It slipped from me,

Clean forgot

Consequence from smoking ***

A lot.
Anna Smith Nov 2014
pass the bottle
put on a smile
all fun and games
until it gets too wild
swallow your feelings
who knows what else
when it's all over
you don't even hate him
nearly as much as your self
AMcQ Nov 2014
Last night
the earth spun
too quickly,
making chaos  
of my senses.
The churning stole
away sleep,
making ghosts of coats
draped on bedposts;
demons of the
sheets against my skin.
How inconsiderate the morning,
to all but rush to my aid.
SMN Oct 2014
my thoughts are like cars racing faster than light
my not so balanced life is over flowing
the door to my mind is locked,
and the key is missing
i can’t find any answers before I find it
the lights in my eyes are broken
the cranes holding up my lips are not strong enough
the ink in my fingers is used up,
now they are just bleeding out the ink
my life is one big equation,
that doesn’t seem to be able to solve
i’m swallowing my words as shots
i’m feelling drunk
and I wake up every day,
with a very bad hangover
remembering what yesterday was like
and the pain is making me wanna drink again
it’s an evil never ending circle

*(s.m)
kelia Oct 2014
like a walk of shame
except i'm beautiful and proud
and the fall weather got here last night
unpacked it's bags but forgot to paint the leaves
and i'm walking and there's nothing shameful about anything i did
and alleyways look beautiful too
in their own way
and i'll skip breakfast because i'm still drunk
and i'm still in love
and my shadow looks a bit taller than i do
i left my underwear behind
lace crumbled in the floor
REMEMBER ME
i stole somebody's mcdonald's
and ate it in the street corner
did i leave my cardigan at yours?
see you tomorrow
making latte art hungover in some beautiful knock off paris store
and i asked you, politely, to leave the mess outside
and you never saw that butterfly temporary tattoo on my chest
everything is temporary
because you didn't even bother to get me undressed
but you left your mark on my neck
thanks for that
just know you're not the only one who i made eyes with last night
i kissed a few on the lips
you aren't the only boy who fancied in my *** perfume
at least you walked me home
it was five am but at least you walked me home
and your dorm room wasn't big enough for how wide my legs were but this dress was tight and you bruised my thigh
or that might've been the other boy who threw me into the dark corner and i fell to the floor as he fell into me
but my hair is long enough to cover this hickey
and i'll take a sip of your coke and whiskey
i listen to that boys song and laugh on my way to work
and the shins are playing in starbucks
and i wouldn't mind if just for a second
i could pretend to die
Aaron Bee Sep 2014
My head,
      Doesn't 
Hurt.
*****, becomes 
My friend.
I say "hello" 
Every morning.
Pills are for
Weak days
Ignore the pain,
Smile.
"hit me"
Written across 
Your forehead 
Walking into
Traffic
Staying in the 
Fast lane.
Hungover days
kylie formella Sep 2014
i tried to write a poem
but i was too ******* hungover
i tried to feel anything at all
but i was too ******* hungover
Irate Watcher Sep 2014
Last night I was a mess.
This morning I am a trashcan,
overflowing with
black bags, waiting
to be emptied
and filled again.
Rough night.
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