When you find me pinned beneath the wreckagenCall off your sirens,nCall off your search.nEverything is quiet on firenEverything is warmnInside the glownWith television static, with engines purringnLet me sleep.nOne by one will my friends leave my side, or will my plane just drop out of the sky?nnI can't afford to sleep through, the virus hard at work.nIt's called me out, it’s called me outnThis body will collapsenUseless to the worldnOne sudden dropnOne by one as my senses fade awaynTied to machines that feed signals to my brainnThis is the endnThe doctor draws a bladenWith patient hands, he writes his name in Braille.nnI can't slow my breathing down when I’m staring at the floornUnderneath the threat of giving in, I give it all once morenQuietly dissolving under lights that call me home, I can hear the voices trailing offnnSomeone is shutting me downnSomeone is shoving me underneath waves of leadnI wasn't strong enough to swim back up to the surface to find younThis is how it beginsnQuietly counting backwards from tennNine, eight, seven, six, five, four, threenBut I can't concentrate on anythingnnNo one can save me.nI'm not even herenI am drifting from consciousness into oblivionnSomeone is shutting me down.