You asked me: “Shall we?” and grabbed my hand.
I wasn’t ready but you weren't banned.
Your hands were warm, I liked your touch.
This was so real – it was the clutch.
The door was opened to this new world.
There were new sounds I’d never heard.
I was inside, I closed that door.
And I could stand the past no more.
It was like a maze: so huge room.
I peered into the gathering gloom.
The room was round with many doors.
I didn’t know which one is yours.
This awful room sometimes turned.
And so the right door can’t be confirmed.
I felt dizzy but heard your voice.
How could I make the right choice?
I needed your hand. I needed your help.
I felt completely overwhelmed.
Your voice is quiet... I am still there...
For how long can I this bear?
Between worlds
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