Refused. Inclination. Zeneszám

It's gone, the safest escape, no trace of recognition
I spot some fragments but it's too distant
I feel it burning close, there's no difference
Afraid to let you inside but it's just too persistent

When I inhale to scream, I feel no strength in my body
I feel numb and weak, I've lost again
Sometimes I'm afraid to try and sometimes try is all
I can do, afraid to connect, to reach joy

What was the lowest price that I could possibly pay?
I shudder to reflect on it, I try to let it fade
It's coming on again, too strong to deny
Breathe and make another try

How do we define strength to carry on?
I haven't lost my faith, I'm still strong