My limit

Tell me not to carry on, but how!
Shout not at my despair, show me light!
Display no discontent, for mine
is the greatest disappointment.

Force me to soldier on,
with no guide nor map?
Empower my hike,
in deafness to my pain.

Shall I crumble, shall I break,
or shall I stretch once again
at the sound of your cheer?

I fear my limit is to find me,
before I find the unreachable goal,
will you find in it my demise?

Soldier on

I close my eyes for they win,
I breathe slowly, attempting to recover
time has passed leaving little less
than a list of all that should have been.

I regret not, nor ought I to,
but I fear the weight
of this eternal race
I dread the day that is then was.

Should the unsteady pace fail me,
and I could stand no more,
how to hide myself the sore?

I recognize the end of my strength,
I realize it lacking towards my fate,
but how to trudge on?