A Bundle Of Contradictions

One, two, three, The verdict's out, And you are free, From the anticipation of anxiety;
But it's not what you'd hoped, And you're now left to cope - With a loss, Of the greatest magnitude;
At first, you see not the pitying stares, You hear not the words of comfort; You only feel, Absolute emptiness; 
After a while, The reality sinks in, You - who had the most radiant of smiles - Finally break down and cry;
You despair,  Over how miserably you've fared;  You blame the entire universe - For conspiring against you; 
Then your mind begins to feed, You with fierce, formidable fears, Of not being able to succeed, In the task you just miserably failed in; 
Then a while later, You realize, That time is a prize, A treasure not intended to be wasted, On wasted tears, Or irrational fears;
Slowly, you rise, Shakily at first, Then growing firmer, As you take the next steps;
Then, without looking back, You give your all - Hard work, passion and grit, To see that you finally get…

Something I wrote a long, long time ago. I hope you can relate to this, dear reader! 

Your dreams are,  Vivid like reality and  They are so, so far;  They race in your mind,  Instead of stopping,  They continue to rewind! 
You slog all night, You put up a good fight,  But there's no one to see,  To see you do your duty; 
You pay heed,  You put passion,  That burns brightly like fire,  Over the thing you so dearly desire; 
You're still dreaming,  Lost in your own little utopia,  Until a few words,  Transform it into a dystopia; 
You come to know,  That the thing you crave,  Won't be yours,  But of someone else; 
You feel as though,  It's all a gigantic lie;  You feel so, so,  Utterly destroyed; 
All the sweat you put in,  All the love you showered in,  All the passion you utilised in,  Was just a waste of time; 
Now, your dreams are,  Shattered like broken glass and,  Will always be so, so far;  They will always race in your mind, Always haunt you,  And won't stop &…