What if somewhere along the way my Persevere chip just got disconnected?

What if somewhere along the way My Reason just got smashed?

What if my Desire got lost in hibernation?

I remember the feeling of it hurting so bad I just gave up the struggle. Nothing hurts after you pass a certain threshold. The numbness is blessed cause you know you'll never go back. Once past the point, its all downhill.
The Numbness of Surrender is Blessed.

I can't care who stole my fight, anymore.
But something stole my fight.
Wish I knew when.

Somehow I got broke.
Broken.
My Spirit got broke.

I see all these people around me sniffing highs, but I can't smell it anymore.
Maybe I took too much.
Maybe I inhaled too deep too long.
But, funny, how I don't remember that.
And I can't get back the feeling that I'm supposed to know.