Spirits and Darkness

I'm standing here and still
On the verge of dying
A second after another
A step followed by another
Grass, flowers, birds; signs of life
Still, surround my darkest days
Shadows cave in my mind
Lurking behind my back, cloaked

Skies, scenery, people
Lay opaque, in the darkest abyss of my heart
Friends; my conscious, inner voices, pen, and paper
Conversations that can be made and sealed in secret

Spirits, hear thy call!
 me the path, tis what my fate be next?
Will I dance gracefully again, in the pure sun?
Or Will I walk downstairs, where light is none?

"Follow the stones to your graveHere, a day never becomes night,
Your shattered happiness shall be appealed
Frozen in time, never to return,"

A call home, where I belong
Underneath all reality and breaking emotions
Lay cold and stiff as I'm soon ready to sleep
For years to come