An Ode To E II: The Aftermath

A night that revolved around pills,
With excitement and thrills,
But now my head kills,
And I lie shaking with the chills.
Can't eat or drink,
Without running for the sink,
It hurts just to think,
Hallucinations behind each blink.

I feel alone here,
Sleep never nears,
Paranoia and fear,
Cold sweat and tears.

Weak, Nothing left in the tank,
Except for the sips of water I've drank,
For an ounce of sleep, God would be thanked,
The pie-eyed pirate has walked the plank.

Drowning in a sea of chemical depression,
Regret is my confession,
Have I learned my lesson?

No.