At the top of the stairs.

Standing at the top of my stairs
I stare into the inky depths
the abyss descending to an alternate demension.
Maybe I should turn on the lights.
But like the song says -"Do you really wanna know?"
Yes. I think I do.
If I am going to go, at least I should have a companion.
A guide.
A comfort.
The light.
OR I could just turn back.
It would make my life easier.
No having to make these life and death descisions.
I mean, what if I trip?
I could fall and break my neck!
But if I go back, what will I miss?
Will I forever feel ashamed at my own fear, and feel the loss of experinces not experinced?
He who thinks and runs away, lives to think another day.
Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow may not come. Do it now.
Alright. I'll do it. If I refuse to take risks; my life is worthless.
If it's gonna end, might as well end now.
But I still think I will turn on the lights before going down.