the hangover

I peered at the clock, my head seared at the sight of a slice of light
Stabbing at my eyes, my stomach churned and turned I thought it died
Still I smiled, until a flash back of last night hit my minds eye,

vivid it was an image, me livid, swaying and ricocheting, saying god only knows
Thinking I was untouchable when I was exposed, the feeling is a memory now all I feel is shame, guilty of so many things, some have left my brain,

now I gotta retrace my steps, apologise to my neigbours for inexcusable behaviour for puking on their doorstep, waking them up at daft o clock, to songs I sang at karaoke, I said "your joking?" so till next week im off the beer,

I told my friends "bet you I could go all year", all seven days it slowly fades till all I want is weed and pills, a line of this a drop of that I could go back, at the drop of a hat, the invitation to party, too good to miss I gotta go out on the piss, talk **** to strangers and hope we never meet sober, see lines of white like im flying over dover,
Stay out all night, go home hungover,


i just wrote this its like 4 in da mornin, i did it real quick,
would like some feed back plz