I don't wanna fall into another infinitely deep abyss.
I've just managed to barely scrap through in getting myself back up to the outside.
And again, I'm now on the edge of another one.
Either I take this chance, which is likely to bear fruit, and be trapped in another dimension for another time,
Or I choose to be safe.
I've always been taking the risks in life, without worry, and I always triumph over them.
But the mere thoughts of this, can shudder me from head to toe.
Yet, if I ever manage to get the end of the maze, there lies the only thing I've ever searched for in life.
Why is it so difficult to take this risk for once again?
