I sit in the darkness,
Yet recently I've risen into the sun.
Should I go for it?
The line has been broken before,
And it paid off..
Yet I am blind of the edge now.

I must prepare for the journey
Instead of packing at the last minute.
I have huge potential, if only I could loosen up.
She knows naught of this though,
She sees through me, not wanting the full picture.
I have feebly failed before.
Sometimes scraping by, I make progress..

Now it comes to a close,
And I see an opportunity has arisen.
Our distance seems to bring us closer than ever
Yet deep down, I know the ending.
It always has the same ending.

But i must look forward.
September comes to a close, but,
October looms ahead.
Leaves die, yet buds are born.
With every day comes a new dawn
And I see light in the shortened evenings.
All is not lost. The game has just begun.

Who will draw first blood?