Memories of yesterday run past before my eyes.
After losing everyday, I finally realise,
That human lives are full of struggle,
And moments of happiness are just lies in disguise.

Afraid of letting myself down again and again,
Afraid that I might go insane.
Still giving my best for a millionth time,
But little did I knew, it was all in vain.

In spite of that, the flame of hope in me remains intact,
Determined to strive forward everyday, trying to swallow a fact,
That forward is the only way to go, no matter how little,
So, I'm not giving up, and that's that.

-  _the_someone

P.S. - This poem is particularly dedicated to someone. But it applies to every person out there.