What happens when there is no one to listen?

What happens when there is no one to listen? As the deepest, darkest caverns of our minds overtake the golden fields of euphoria, what happens then? Do our lives shrivel in anxiety of the pain yet to come, or does it flourish to find new ways of coping?
For those struggling to find a home, a place to call their own, the oncoming darkness sets a chill through their bones. Prevents the match from being struck - to let light back into the gloom, signals to the downpour to begin - to wash away all the good that was left.
What happens when there is no one to listen? I do not know, for I strive to be that missing ear to listen.