Ladder To the Sky

?It was a winter morning and still was a little dark... I just woke up from my drowse, hearing my dog's bark... Down in my backyard as I saw, all there was smog... In the center lay a big hole, as if dug by some mighty groundhog... It was a ladder that was rooted, in the depths of my land... And the thunders up the sky felt like a metal band... The ladder was some inclined, like the hour hand of seven... It stretched beyond the clouds as if it were the route to heaven... I thought that my time had come, to climb the stairs up the sky... My mind showed me the faces, whom I will make cry... I could not move my feet, for a moment I felt it was broken... That thing got me bowled over, and now I am awoken... It was a sleep in my sleep, I had that quiver in my breath... Maybe I have just felt, what's the edge of death...