Rarely do things go the way you plan,
sometimes there are unexpected moments of brilliance,
but very rarely,
hard work is meant to pay off and in an ideal world it would,
but this is not an ideal world,
9 times out of 10 you’re going to work yourself into the ground
and get nowhere,
9 times out of 10 you’re going to feel ready and still fail,
9 times out of 10 you are going to feel cheated,
karma has a funny way of just not working,
they say good things fall apart so that better things can fall together
but most of the time it just keeps falling apart
and keeps falling faster than you can possibly rebuild.
But I’m talking about that 1 out of 10.
The 10% high that makes the 90% low feel
like a mere needle in your haystack of triumph.
The sheer incomparable exhilaration of achieving the one thing you have strived for for what was seemingly an age,
now not even seeming a second.
And then it’s gone.
Back to the sadistic harsh reality of life,
to facing that melancholy existence of broken hearts and crushed dreams.
But does it stop there ?
Now it’s back to the 90%, the 9 out of 10 the struggle, the determination,
the emotion, the never ending endurance of it all.
But that 10%, whatever it is for you,
that is when you’re living.