A Walk that Leads through Nowhere

Into the woods that wind  
I seek to find  
The way, the way,  
That we, that me,  
That I, once knew  
And you, and you  
Who took me down  
Along the streams  
And broken boughs  
And through  
The poisoned Ivy  
Leaves that left  
Rash on my body  
I sought to pluck the aloe plant  
To heal, to feel,  
To seal the fate  
To spin the wheel  
To stop the hate  
The blame I shift  
To you, to do  
Not shame the same --  
I stopped. The bridge  
may drive a wedge  
Between the two.  
I cannot cross,  
The loss too great --  
I sit alone and simply wait.