Perhaps when life has
No choice but to freeze
Like a statue -

When it is faced
To face a long,
Troublesome wall -

You'll realize that
The people you helped atop
Aren't quite there anymore,

And that you've left behind
The ones who've always
Stood behind you.

As to why you are alone,

You'll know by the
Air in-between
Your clenched fists,

The simplest answers
are the hardest
to grasp.

When there is no
Path ahead,
Going back,
Is the only Path.