Picking up
Where I left off
Back on a pattern
I am not even sure works
Still I stand here tall
A titillating thought
That yet another shot
The nth time might work.
The premise vacillates
Between what is felt
And how I judge it
What could be different
Will it finally be
If what has changed
Is me?
What only life
Can teach
What experience alone
Will reach
To bounce back
Is not always to start anew
But the chance to continue
And stick it out
Especially when full of doubt.
It is a comeback or not
All I have to do is
Show up
Back on the old road
Filled with a new hope.
