Hungover Poem by Ellie Foe

Last year I blacked out.
This year I'm hungover.
Empty footsteps and empty words.

I want me to myself and just be here,
the light gives me a migraine.
But if you want me more, I'll be there.
Just for you.

Static clouds my brain and eyes,
There's no signal.
Just turn me off.

Pretending to care,
or pretending to not.

Sleep deprived,
Emotion deprived,
Peace deprived
Vessels stroll the halls.

Maybe I'll be sober next year.