It Doesn't Matter

Once in past times
The world was open wide
Overflowing with possibilities
Many paths begging to be explored

In present time
Beaten Down -- Cowering in defeat
Seeing no way out
Looking upon a narrowed path of uncertainty

Each step taken seems painfully wrong
A game of chance
Constricting choices
Darkness casting shadows and confusing the way

Another step
Blindly reaching out
Everyone has stepped aside
It doesn't matter anymore

The path has all but faded away

Property of Joy Elaine ~ April 1, 2006

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