Sitting here alone at the beach,
Actually not alone,with so memories accompaning me.
Earphones plugged in and loud music,want to feel isolated around so many people.
With calm breeze of air,brushing through skin and hair.
As if trying to tell me,everything will be fine.
Raging waves hitting the rocks,just as reality strucks sometimes.
Waves moving up and down,mirroring the ups and downs of life.
Everytime it goes backward,it comes with even more force than before.
As if telling me to do the same,to go back in my past,dive deep into it and emerge back even stronger.
To never give up and keep moving.