Traveler's Requiem [Poetry]

No recovery

What is the point at which there is no recovery?
The point that one has been driven over the edge,
Past the brink of healing,
Beyond the ability to pretend?

Is it when compassion fails,
When the oppression takes the reigns with a lightning snap,
When the disconnect becomes an iron curtain,
Or is it when the bridge is exhausted,
The stones burned into soft ash?

What is the road to recovery when trapped in the drowning of sorrow,
In the embers of anger,
And the storm,
How could one know the way,
When one is lost?

I do not know,
I cannot not know,
I have been blinded in my pursuit of myself,
Forgotten in the midst of a pursuit for the myth of happiness,
And must find my way once more.