Lost beneath the night sky once again
My eyes pointed towards the Earth
Down for the count I've got nothing
Once again
I'm rooting for myself
Against all odds and nobody cheers for me
All there is is myself
   All there is
Is myself
Fingertips brushing skin that has died off months ago but the memory is still there
As is the muscle memory, the visions, the familiar scents
I will die an incomplete man but all else will feel the sting of me leaving the depths of absolute
The self is all I am anymore