Hidden Strength

When all seems lost, a silent voice whispers in your ear, this is the end of the road,
A black figure at your side, silently waiting, for your last breath to leave you,
There is nothing else you can do, too much blood has been spilled, and your chances of life are dwindling away,
It is at this point when you reach your limit, staring into the face of death, your pain leaves you,
You become drunk with rage; it is now that you realize, the pain you feel be no more than an illusion,
It is now, seconds away from death do you see beyond mortality, your body trembling with fatigue, your head becoming heavy,
It is at this moment seconds from death, do you realize the power within, you rise to your feet, you will not see defeat, not hear, not now,
Your body becomes numb, the pain leaves, you have been reborn,
Your senses become clear, clearer than any man, it is at this point of despair, when you choose not to die,
You choose life, and fight, a sixth sense comes over you, sight and touch, taste and smell, you hear the truth,
But this is different you can see the enemy coming forth, and like the Spartans from days of old,
You are ready to die with honor, but not hear, your enemy falls, it is at this instant you realize,
Just because death is by your side doesn't mean it is you who will die...