Finish Line

I'm jaded.
I've been at it since '09.
This is the finish line, yes?

Please let this be, please.
I just want to leave,
Be back home with my loved ones.

For I have stood the test of time,
And with that I acknowledge,
I have suffered mental beatings,
I'm battered, bruised,
For I now know,
I have paid my dues.

I know this should be it,
Because it's the day you'll rue,
For what is a man,
If naught a gallant fool.