Is this the end?
Or just the end of the beginning,
The path in front of me seems infinite,
The more I run, the longer it extends.
Yet I can not stop because my heart wills it.
The pain and the agony,
Could not make me stop.
My feet cry out and my arms went limp,
I must continue on.
My body, shredded into pieces,
All limits are broken, over and over again.
But I can not stop because I must continue on.
This path I chose was a decision mine,
Even if death becomes a friend of mine,
I must witness the end.