Life's Black Spiral Staircase Poem by Shaun Cronick

Tick, tick, tick,
Tock, tock, tock.
We face our fears,
Around the clock...

Slowly climbing,
Step by step.
One foot wrong,
Perhaps your death.

In the dark,
Without a candle.
Always clasping,
Life's staircase handle.

Pointing upwards,
It's central pole.
Never ending,
Guides your soul.

Never look down,
Into inky blackness.
Your lost emotions,
In all their starkness.

A spiral of love,
Or is it hate.
Each step you take,
Decides your fate.

Every step taken,
A lifetime.
You venture on,
Upwards you climb.

Now you've come,
To journey's end.
All fears are conquered,
Down you descend.