Forsaken self
Accepts nothing in return
Nothing
The sound of the rain
Washes me from within
I've burned the bridges
Confined the guilt
From the burning heights
To the freezing cold
I succumb
To a deep inner self
Where I'm trying to understand
The balance
Where the value of connection
Is now truly gone
I'm trying to understand
If the battle is lost or won
In the middle of the night
You kept saying
Give me something to go on