the question of perseverence

i realize now
as it draws nearer
there's that something
inside the anticipation
that gives me
that little bit
of chilling hope
and invigorating fear

now that i see the door
infront of me,beside me
behind me and all around
i find myself being very afraid
afraid of something called destination
that i might reach there

somehow i am starstruck
for now that it seems to be so near
after such a long journey
i find myself frozen
for the journey has worn me down
a little too much for comfort.

so do i still go on?