Just a Little Bit More

"Down the hatch!", they say.
I'm starting to see double.
"One more for old time's sake!"
I can see this being trouble.
"This one's to life!"
As my mind begins to unravel.
"Here's two for love!"
Tonight, what roads will I travel?
"You'll feel better with this one!"
With my body numb, I close my eyes.
"He's perfectly fine. Just stand him up."
These lips are speaking deceitful lies.
I wake up,
Body constricted on this make-shift bed.
Four angels gaze upon me,
I might be better off dead.
I shake and I turn,
Sharing repulsive sights from the night on the ambulance floor.
Will I make it or not?
Thus the burning question of a Friday night horror.