What happens when you get stuck? What do you do when everything seems to pass you by? When you no longer feel real?

I'm waiting. Waiting until I can get up and move. Waiting for someone to find me; someone to help me. Just waiting for life to go on.

What do you do when all your energy is spent trying to breathe? What do you do when you can't go on? What do you do when you don't feel the pain, when the blood looks fake? What do you do once you're finally empty?

What happens now?