---Shadowed Paths
-M. Logan

Blackest despair, a pit of fear;
Feels like the world's turned against you.
Afraid to let anyone near,
For fear of what just one might do.

On shadowed paths walk we who fear
The world's out to get us, we know.
Afraid that we'll lose something dear
If down a lighted path we go.

And yet, hand in hand, we walk on.
Ever further, ever forward,
Hoping to see a new day dawn,
And at path's end, our just reward...

We fools who walk the shadowed ways.