Poetry About Staying Determined

So this is it.

Defeat permeates through the air

threatening your last breath,

but you stalemate in a battle of wits.

A series of choices brought you

to crossroad after crossroad.

After awhile you learn not to

be stuck on "if I had known."

When it comes down to it,

you realize after a time

that you are the silver lining

in the midst of cloudy days.

Pressure to give up haunts your nights

and always gets in the way.

But to be a force to be reckoned with

means always staying on top of it.

There is little reason to be soft

when on a savagely hard journey.

To see your true self come alive,

destroy your backup plans.

You are worthy.