Reflecting At Night

Reflecting At Night

I look up at the night sky,
wondering where I can go
to find peace that eludes me.

Stars twinkle through the darkness,
trying to point the way to the light;
I guess I’m too blind to see it.

A neon moon casts shadows,
as I sit alone and try to think
about why my life is wrought with pain.

At a café on a busy street corner,
I ignore the mayhem around me,
longing to go back in time.

Wishing I could rewind the clock
to times when everything seemed right,
and perfection was the way of life.

As I study the night sky above me,
I realize I wouldn’t be who I am today,
if life had gone the way I had wanted it to.