The end is drawing near.

My energy is low.

I can see some darkness in the air.

I am fighting the battles.

I am feeling I am loosing control.

Many things keep happening that cause confusion.

I am still reaching.

There seems to be so much that is beyond my reach.

I will be brave.

I will never give in.

My tank low.

The fire has lost its spark.

I know it will be better soon.

Right now  it is hard.

I need to stop.

The race is tough.

The challenge is long.