I walk alone.
No matter who is beside me,
behind me,
or in front of me.
I walk alone.
When I pause
to rest,
or recuperate…
I am alone.
Even among friends
who covet me,
Or hate me.
I walk alone.
Once I had a companion
until the pace was too fast…
So we drifted apart~
~and I walked alone.
My traveler has since wandered back…
Aimlessly perhaps,
to rest his tired feet
upon my weak and weary back.
I am alone.
As I always will be.