But, only when the fight is gone, only when you are certain that there is no other way to survive, no other way through.

This is an interesting thought. Now, do we ever really know when that moment comes? Or we just keep fighting no matter what? Not out of fear, but out of hope?

My biggest fear is to close my eyes, sink in to the darkness knowing I hadn't fought my all.

I really like this, because one can relate that to so many other aspects of life. To try to do a great work before it's all over; for peace lies in being proud in what you did, and that only comes if you know you did a good job. In my opinion at least.

Great post! Draws you towards reflections.