At the crossroads of life..

Times change and so do people, is what we generally say,
Though I am starting to believe, it’s time that changes people,
As much as I would like to say that people change times,
But here I am, myself alone, filled with contentment and regret,
For what I have got from life and what have I given back to it,
For what I am blessed to have and what I didn’t fight to make right.

I want to put both in a balance and toil for the results to bend to my side,
And when I am successful, do the same for the next person beside.
Let all the sorrows vanish or give the inner strength to hide,
I can’t go like this, for long, on this mystifying life’s ride.

I don’t mind if my eyes get wet but not by what came my way,
But by the rain where I once danced my heart away,
I want to breathe the same air again and laugh the same way,
I want to make every moment perfect and cherish every day
But something is stopping me, something is blocking me,
And I don’t have the answers, nothing yet, indeed.

Here I am, standing alone at the crossroads of life, wondering, contemplating,
How do I cross without interrupting the traffic, without causing any harm,
And while I wait impatiently for the roads to clear,
I might be forced to reconsider the path, by a deep down fear.