Regrets

The breeze blows in
awakening my mind
I realize my surroundings
and don't like what I find

the room is bright
machinery all around
I'm laying in a bed
I don't know what I found

I'm hooked up to an IV
of some red kind
my body feels faint
I don't like what I find

my wrists hurt
and my arms are bound
I can't move from the bed
what have I found?

my lungs are tight
I'm not having fun
the line goes straight
what have I done?