Trapped in a cold nothingness, you leave for higher grounds. It might not be safe and sound to fall and hit the pavement, but you still want to escape the numbness, to stop feeling the resistance of a psychotic beast and a figure in the distance. You only look forward, because if you look back, the darkness might swallow you whole. And the hole you've been digging has finally made it to the other side of nowhere. "I don't care," never scared, always prepared to pick up and leave your everything behind. If I was you, I'd lose my mind. So I'm glad you haven't yet. And I'll be here to try and hold you together if you do.