What then had this come to?
How far then would I be stuck?
Silent prayers offered in my head
Begging, pleading
I got up slowly, feeling sick
Peeling myself from the muck
I was deep in the mud
Barely dragging my feet along
But at least I was moving somewhere
Why am I moving?
What if I wander deeper into this valley?
But am I not at the bottom already?
The Shadow Valley seeming endless
Hopeless, helpless, joyless
Nothing