Ring a ring of roses, pocket full of noses, we all fall down. Fall down. Fall.

Delirium tried to sit up, the effort probably making her bleed more before she slumped back to the cold floor. Trying to sit up hurt, breathing hurt but no one would let her go. "I just want- tired, so tired but she won't take my hand." Delirium said, her face scrunched up in pain.