bravery and confidence

Having the bravery and confidence to put your self out there on the ledge, I have that. But at some point you begin to wonder if it will ever be rewarded. You can only go out there so many times before you discover that it's not really worth the return that never comes. Oh well you have to keep at it people say, but they speak from comfortable places and can't or don't see the place you stand. I'm just so tired, not physically... but my soul. My spirit is weak, the fight within me to go on waynes like a dying flame. It reaches for the sky, but the air runs out. Trapped in a cave is how I feel. I used to run to the cave as it was where I wanted to be more than anywhere else... now though, the cave is bearn and cold. A shell of a palace, a crumbling tower. Overwhelmed by that which I cannot control, yet I let it take hold of me. Sure with people you show the good face, you show that you are strong and that you can overcome anything in your path. Though once alone, the doubt of the day remains and blacks out the light. You wish to lash out against it, to fight back but even the mightiest of us begin to fall in time. This is not where I should be my mind screams out, yet only echos return. Time, my friends is all we have.. we must choose to use it, though without looking it can wash past us. Leaving us with only questions and no time to get the answers. The internal battle to keep going or lay down and die, a battle that goes on without end.