Cold victory.
I've given it my all, my best shot,
But still, success seems out of reach, a distant dot.
I've toiled and labored, day and night,
To make my dreams take flight.
But the harder I try, the further it seems,
Like a mirage that shimmers and gleams.
I've fallen short, and stumbled too,
And watched my hopes and dreams fall through.
It's hard to swallow, this bitter pill,
To know that I have failed, despite my skill.
To see my efforts come to naught,
And feel as though I've sold myself short.
But even in this moment of despair,
I know that life can sometimes be unfair.
That success is not always guaranteed,
And sometimes our efforts go unheeded.
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So I Write
Poetry"So I Write" is a collection of introspective and evocative poetry that delves deep into the mind and heart of its author. From poignant reflections on love, loss, and longing to powerful musings on the complexities of the human experience, this boo...
