What do you do?

What do you do when you’re at the end of the road, and it hurts to even look forward?
What do you do when life seems to be crashing down from the inside, and you can’t build the walls back up?
What do you do when you can’t ask for advice, and you have to make a split decision?
What do you do when you can’t make your own bed in the morning because you know it won’t matter, and it’ll get messed up again anyways?
What do you do when you trip and fall, then can’t get back up again?
What do you do when there aren’t any answers?
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Not really a poem ... but I've really been feeling lost and so... THIS lately.