Doors Closing, Going Up

A tiny bell sounds.

An elevator has unexpectedly arrived,

and the doors have opened.

It's a welcome 'hello',

but also a reluctant farewell.

If I step on board,

I will enter a new world

and leave this one behind.

I'm not sure if I'm ready to leave...

This world I inhabit is sometimes cold and dark

but eerily exciting

and unknown.

I have started to become familiar with its

oddities,

and, frankly, my own!

I know these blind alleys -

the unexpected twists and turns

are unfolding like a map to me now.

I have felt the intoxication

of elation -

and deflation!

A high-rolling world

of extreme light and shade.

I left the safety of the ground

to come here for the ride.

Is it over now?

"Going up", the elevator says.

I'm not sure where 'up' is,

but I know it's somewhere else

warmer, safer, easier.

Away from this asylum.

But I kind of like it here too..

I like the thrill of never knowing

what you're getting.

The intense pleasure when you get it -

the crumpled train-wreck when you lose it...

"Doors closing!"

F**k.

I am precisely in two minds.

Reviews

[LA Lorena]

It's the limbo land, isn't it? being neither here nor there. If you are an adventurer, it can be fun and exciting (for a while)but I think it always come down to a deep need to have a real nest of your own and to have the familiar around you at the end of the day.

Look at it this way C.R. - I think it is preferable to be in two minds than to be without one.