Backstroke

Seven years
Slept away
in the wake
of a new begin
never aim
to a goal,
Just filling up the void
of an endless sense of loss
Beneath this chilling silence
A step forward
Is a step back
Must see where I began
To move on one more time.
I’m the same
who get lost
You can fight with your own nature
but it never looks so good.
Beneath this chilling silence
A step forward
Is a step back
The abyss underneath
Blue skies upon the tide
A stir of hope
a flame that burs inside
a struggle I’m ready to get in.
is it enough?
Enough as every time,
To fail and /to be shot down,
and then stand up and fight
fight, fight all the time!