My Staircase

My staircase is getting higher,
Getting to fast for my speed,
I hope I won’t trip along the way,
Because then I’ll fall on my knees.

My problems are getting out of hand,
Too much for me 2 control,
I hope I won’t hurt myself,
Because then I’ll regretfully shatter,

My staircase is getting darker,
Too hard for me to see,
I think I’ll stop right here,
And please, just let me be.

I can no longer keep going,
Even though I wish I could,
But my staircase is becoming fragile,
So, stop, I think I should.