Solitude

The road of my journey seems so lonely,

I wonder how the destination would be.
Thoughts come and go, not leaving my mind
to reach someone else's heart.
The sun shining so hot on me,
that it blinds me of the trees on the side.
There are people under the same sun,
but each carrying umbrella of their own
and I dont share the shade with anyone on road.

On this road, at least I have people I love,
who don't speak, just walk beside.
I fear for the day when the destination will come,
and then I will be lonelier still,
no one to walk with me, no one to sit by my side.