This poem is about someone pursuing their dream, but falling just short of achieving everything they have fought to accomplish. Despite having no more strength to continue, this unknown person tries one last time to achieve greatness not knowing for sure what will happen this time around.
Ive fought the good fight.
I took on the world and lost.
My blood sweat and tears soak my soul,
As my heart slowly rots on my sleeve.
Ive come so close, but the dream ends here.
I stand by the river’s edge and wonder if this is the end.
With the last bit of strength I continue forward,
plunging deeper into the unknown as I submerge myself for the last time.
Knowing that once I take this path, Ill never be the same.
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