I think I’m alone
This road, long and unwelcoming.
On it, I travel, and on it, I fall.
Nothing sounds but leaves under my arms.

I’m scared and I’m scarred.
My arms and knees bleed.
I believe that no-one is around
to help me up.

I think I’m alone.
I struggle to my feet again.
But I know that it’s hopeless
and I know that I will just fall again.

My energy has left me
even though I’m almost to the end of the road.
I cannot go any further.
I think I’m alone.

But I am not alone
for beside me is my ally my friend.
She helps me up
and carries me the rest of the way.