Frustration

When you were younger you liked my tales about the will-o'-the-wisps. But you never really believed me until I took you to the swamp and we watched them flicker. Of course, you were a little kid then, so I crafted majestic tales about their origin, like every self-respected folk tale teller would said.
And then, in the light of those ghastly lights, you realized that everything is possible in this world. Yet you have not learned the importance of the doubt by that time. You tried to catch them, even though they were only a chemical lights.
Like the wild chase for the pot of gold somewhere at the end of the rainbow.
That feeling when you are almost touching the object you desire, yet you fail to grasp it.
It brings our mind to the boiling point. Frustrated, we tend to surrender and choke under the chains of the fate which we have forged ourselves.
Each time you will feel like losing under the pressure of failure, remember that nothing ventured is nothing gained. Never surrender son, it is often only just our laziness that forces us to submit.