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.