Almost Always

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So it happens,
It doesn’t go your way, sometimes.
Almost always.
For every step you progress,
There’s a step or two in reverse.
But then, here you are.
With all that you are.
Unlocking the bizarre.
Buffering the despair.
Brewing and wondering.
Terrified of ever trying.
Trying without faltering.
Or entirely breaking.
Here goes another one.
A day of being a human.
Constantly sticking.
Continously existing.

So it happens,
And you reminiscence
How it become what has become,
Only for you to succumb
That too shall pass
This, too, will press
And force you to embrace
The truths of our lives.
Both the perks
And the nightmares.