Paul’s Dry January® Poem: ‘The Hangover’

January 2025 | 8 minutes

Paul was inspired to write ‘The Hangover’ whilst rediscovering his creativity following a break from alcohol. Revitalised, words flowed easily onto the page.

I wrote ‘The Hangover’ initially after a conversation with a close and dear friend who has struggles with alcohol use. We spoke about creative writing during our conversation, which then sparked off a desire to try and recite something there and then. The words didn’t quite come out right on the spot, as is often the case. But I left this conversation motivated.

Later, I embarked on something which I haven’t done in almost 30 years. Putting pen to paper! I have a small leather-bound journal which I thought rather fitting for writing such things. Since writing, I've taken it everywhere with me which allows me to express myself on the go. I was surprised as to how easily the words flowed onto the page.

I chose the subject of the Dry January® challenge after taking part myself. I wanted the emphasis to be on how good it feels to wake up hangover-free. The rest just sort of fell into place as I carried on scribing.

I wrote it initially to encourage my friend to maintain her sobriety but I’m hoping it will encourage and inspire others too.

For me, it has shown that putting down the bottle has allowed me to tap into my creative mind, after it being suppressed for such a long time.

I hope this poem provides some inspiration. Who knows what you can achieve when you step away from the bottle!

The Hangover

By Paul Booth

“Oh, what a pleasure it be to wake up hangover free.

Free from the shame and regret that comes from making that whistle so firmly wet.

That liquid libation the cause of so much frustration.

No more the waking up to the vibrant, red angry faces, from foggy memories that I can't help but forget.

The beast of a drink that makes life go by, within the blink of an eye. Have another drink on the red eye.

It turns out it's all just a lie. It will fry your brain, along with the potential to drive you positively insane.

So let us refrain and reframe to create a picture, not a pitcher that bares a pleasant view, one not wrapped up in alcohol’s dimly lit view.

Whoever knew that one day I would say these words to you after sailing on the ethanol sea for so long.

Oh, how I'd gotten it so very wrong, all along while I was wrapped up in alcohol’s embrace.

I just grabbed the next case in a race to the finish, while all of my hopes and dreams are slowly diminished.

Well, guess what??

Now I'm finished.

I can finally sit in bliss of sobriety facing the day with frivolous vitality, not having to shake off the heavy shackles of shame and regret.

So come with me let’s go on a journey that starts with a Dry January.

A journey of true self-discovery.”