The Mess That Is I

"When you can't run, you walk.
When you can't walk, you crawl.
When you can't crawl, you find someone to carry you."
But what do you do when you have no one to carry you? What then? You wither and wilt beneath the realisation of the utter abandonment. You fault at the sheer pain that is felt by the never ending loneliness that you endure. Then, you just don't. You become numb. This is what happens after numb.