We make mistakes, it's normal, everyone does.
My mistake, too severe.
I was too naive, not remembering my parent's words.
Don't take stuff from strangers. I did.
The price I pay, the aftermath stretching over another 24 hours.
I can barely eat, only drink and drink nothing but water.
Now I've had my fill of liquor, likely never again.
Nauseousness even thinking about it.
Feels like a fever dream. So present, yet so numb.
Sinking into slumber on a bench, just to awaken at a twisting stomach.
Whimpers and cries as the liquor is rejected by my body.
Desperately clinging onto my friend as I cry.
Realizing my mistake.
Only then did he disclose the side effects of the liquor.
My cries still haunting my memory.
The smell, taste, sound, feeling.
Everything lingers like a far away memory.
So present, but so unreal.
The mistake I made.
Don't take stuff from strangers.
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