Separation - Part 2

"everything it's so... blurry...
so... red, and the sound...
it's gonna blow my head, and my eyes...
my eyes hurt, my neck hurt, my legs hurt, my arms...
I cant feel my arms... so blurry... my neck and my back...
and there's no pain...
no more... ahhhh, that's so sweet...
sweet, sweet...
that was the song... in that other car...
my... car... the song...
sweet... I still can hear it, yeah...
Dave sang it once... for me, before...
kiss...
my... grandma's neckacle...
stupid me...
the gem its... covered... by... blood...
my blood? gotta clean it...
my eyes hurt...
can't move my arms...
the blood it's... gonna stain it...
stupid, stupid me... ouch...
my eyes... my head hurts... again...
my... neckacle... can't see it's... yellow gem... now...
arghhh, my... eyes...
I'm falling asleep... no... can't...
that song again...
who?... no, no... me?... how...
my... grandma's... voice...
is real?... why I can't move my arms?...
of course... I'm here...
I should reach... my purse... my...
my mouth taste.... like blood...
and crystals... too much blood...
sleep...
thanks grandma... that's so sweet...
a visit?
so... sweet...
it's your gem?... no...
yes...
yes?...
it was your... gift...
so... sweet
my arms...
my eyes... can't close...
so blurry...
so red...
so...
peaceful..."