I walk this path of Life

But not alone

With a few others

Who treat me suitably

My Love is with me each step

My Love is me

And I am him

My 'Sister' is not with me for as many steps

The man I used to call best friend none at all

Why does it seem the only one with me is me?

We are meant to want to be humans

To love one another

To interact with one another

To help one another

This is not the case in this world

"I want to be your friend only when I hurt"

"I will not help you because of my current bond"

"I am too busy to lend an ear"

How can we be human if we cannot love the people we claim to love?

There are rough patches of Life put before my Feet

With no one to support, help, listen

This path is hard to keep on

Can I keep on it?

I don't know

It becomes hard to stay on the path before my Feet

With no aid I feel it

I feel Darkness ascending on my Spirit

Can I fight it?

I don't know