Hangover

Why did I not stay in my bed?
I went out instead  
Now I recall why I did not stay
It reminded me of an epitaph of long ago days
I had oh so many
Too much to count
Suffering now
with this damn cotton mouth.
Who said the sun could rise
so bright in here
The last couple of days was
cloudy and fair.
Is your head supposed to beat like that
It was that last mixture of Honey Jack
I think my stomach wants to get in
rather, I want to throw out
What! I don't know.
Why did I shout.
I am just going to lay here and die
Would I do it again?
You want the truth or a lie?
I don't know my friend
tomorrow is tomorrow
and this is the end.