Hangover

The half empty bottle of vitriol

that you left on my shelf

when you left

I take a sip from it everyday

the days, as a result, become palatable

but the nights need

something stronger

so I drink a cocktail of vitriol and torment

sometimes I add a dash of despair

and always garnish it with pity

but sadly it is still not potent enough

to knock me out

the hangover leaves me

crying out your name in anguish.