Failed Attempts

The arrows lay skewered across the floor

I picked them up, one by one

They all represented the endless tries

The attempts, which had failed

The target stood, firm and proud

It leveled its gaze, on to mine

And I stared at it with similar defiance

I would never give up

And so I attempted yet again

And again and again and again

Until my stance improved, my vision was set

And I became better, try by try

Until the arrows sliced each other

And perfection was gained