Flight of Steps

Sinister is the staircase - the light switch out of reach. How could my eye find way, differ honor and breach? Head dashed against the walls and lurching I lost course. Lead these stairs up or down? Mind like an empty bourse. Sweet voices call my name from heaven and from hell But how do they vary? Both sound so tempting well. I will regret my step wherever I will go: This step the fall or raise of my own heart will show. Confused and blind I seize the stairway of my life. Doubts and fears and worries come only to be rife. Ere my legs turned jelly my last cry was for help. I lost my way and light - Lord, hear my desperate yelp!