I blinked to life, head aching with strife,
An object in hand, bloodied, sharp as a knife.
Blurry visions, figures in the dark,
Screams unheard, a memory stark.

Did I defend or commit the crime?
Darkness creeps, consuming time.
Eyes wide open, relief cascades,
A nightmare, vivid, haunting shades.

A bottle in hand, by the bed I stand,
A figure near, a reflection, I understand....