The Path, by Adrian McRobb

The path is an elusive thing, you don't chose it
many seek it, but few find it, they think it promises power
Newman warned in his book 'it will burn your soul'
the path is divergent, it chose me long ago
walking towards it without even knowing
now I'm it's creature, shunning the light
more comfortable in shadow
born into melancholia I was the perfect candidate
spelling before I knew how, which is a dangerous thing
the path gave me a nudge to firmly bind me to it's arcanity
write your own world and you will have power beyond measure...