Chutes And Ladders

As oblivion slowly descends
the darkness becomes a friend.
The grip of sanity ebbs away
and one learns a different way.
Gone are the illusions of hope
as one slips off the fake slope.
The dreams of the past shatter
and the steps start to matter.
The geographical chutes fall
and one hears darkness call.
Sliding not as easy as before
for the siren is on the shore.
The temptation becomes strong
because she has a lovely song.
The chutes can only go down
and ladders have to be found.
The chutes and ladders maze
as one goes through in a daze.
Searching for a way to get out
one lingers and one doubts.
The maze constantly rearranges
as one goes through changes.