emotional hangover

emotional hangover  

yesterday's anger clings to my chest  

like smoke seeping into old fabric  

fear pools in quiet corners of me  

jealousy tastes bitter on my tongue  

today bears the shadow of excess  

the weight of what cannot be undone  

we drink from the cup of regret  

hoping tomorrow will swallow the burn  

but peace does not come uninvited  

it waits for us to clear the table  

wash the stains of what we carried  

make room for light to settle softly  

the only cure for what lingers  

is to lie gently with the present  

to forgive the havoc of yesterdays  

and love the quiet of this morning