Almost through it all,
stay awake,
with eyes so wide,
they shock of death,
so weak to even blink,
commanding the body to will tasks,
that it hurts now,
but it has to be done,
it has to get done,
for no other can do it,
they say they can,
but do they ever really mean it,
in having something done,
you have to do it yourself,
for there is a vision of how it looks,
so fine,
so balance,
unlike those who think they can do it,
wanting to stop,
is just not a choice,
not after getting this far,
the goal is almost reached,
so close,
so near,
no one can take away,
unless blinking and gone,
got to reach the goal,
got to reach it,
sight so blurrily,
when