Waiting for something

I've seen others in that place
But now I feel myself there
It's like I'm high
And I want to go down
It's an anxious waiting feeling
I sense something building
But I don't want to trip
I don't want to dissolve
I want the door that enters into
The place where dreams are made
I know it's not a pretty place
But I want in this room
I want to disappear in this room
I want to hide there
I'm too vulnerable out here
I'm waiting and am holding on
That's part of the thing
You can't go anywhere if you don't let go
I guess I'm a little scared
That I'll vanish