Sometime In October

The room of holy angels
has been traded for a wall
and the voices checked by distance
seem no longer down the hall
A bottle filled with green tea
watches from some feet away
it just adds to piercing silence
with the words it doesn't say

So tell me, do you listen?
My voice falters at the end
The error echoes violently
but you remain a friend
So tell me, do you see me?
I am so far from pristine
My perspective's odd and troubled
like the cracks I fall between

So I will fall
not into the dark
on my own
I will shatter
if only You'll break me
I will cry tears of my tomorrow
and I will fall if only
You'll take me

Driving seems a lovely route
but four walls hold me fast
so I lap the miles in my mind
till too much time is past
trees that line my ponderings
are turning brilliant red
but colors aren't useful
for I'm blind when in my head

So tell me, can you feel it?
You're the road beneath my fear
Each false step is cold and balanced
each lost moment is a year
So tell me, will you find me?
I'm no longer on your way
I won't burn the bridge I'm crossing
but I surely cannot stay

So I will fall
not into the dark
on my own
I will shatter
if only You'll break me
I will cry tears of my tomorrow
and I will fall if only
You'll take me

So please, do you remember?
Details vaguely reappear
It was sometime in October
It was somewhere close to here...
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Wow, soooo many different aspects of life crammed into one little song. Odd, eh? I assure you though, it sounds depressing but it isn't meant to be! (Note who is being spoken to and the variations in capitalization of the word 'you.' Might help a bit.) Feedback, critique, and/or analyzation always welcome.