A Search Date: Wednesday, 1st February 2006 @ 02:45:38 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Weeno Must I always run alone? And dance alone my victory dance? I have success, piles of money, But who would care if neither were there? A walk alone is surely not a walk at all, But a stumble through the gathering mist, A hunt; a search; someone to find, A need to make this walk a stroll, A stroll towards the end of life, Stuck to another until the end of time. Will I never take that stroll? And creak in time with someone else? Success undone, money burnt a hole, I ‘d never care if someone were there. This poem is Copyright © Weeno Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=114097