Short Green Turf

I see the field,
My stick in hand.
I see the net,
My goals are planned .

I walk on the field, shivers down my spine...
My feet floating across the short green turf
Moving slowly across the painted white lines
Envision it...Invincible...Unstoppable...

I see the field,
My stick in hand.
I see the net,
My goals are planned.

The centre draw, my stick gripped tight
The field is glowing, beneath the lights
Legs are shaking, heart is racing
The ball, the win, its all worth chasing!

I see the field,
My stick in hand.
I see the net,
My goals are planned.


I wrote this poem about the feelings and the motions I go through at the beginning of a lacrosse game. These feelings are so familiar to me because I spend so much time feeling them. I had trouble with punctuation while writing this. Please help me to determine where and what punctuation I need. I know exactly how I want it to sound when I'm writing it because it sounds a certain way to me. However, when I write it I'm afraid it does not have the same effect that I would like it to because I can not use the punctuation effectively! I also feel like maybe it is not finished yet. Any suggestions? Maybe I should go through the rest of the game in different stanzas. I think it would be a better flowing poem if i continued to write a stanza about the second half of the game and then the outcome and the feelings leaving the field.