pale light

What am I? Where am I? Who am I?
Why have I been so afraid to try?
No one came to answer these questions.
I know if I look, it's all there in my visions.

So, I opened one small door,
And from within a voice echoed.
"Have you come forth to free me?"
To tell the truth, that has come to scare me.

Should I close the door? Or,
Should I find out whose voice had called?
Perhaps if I took a glance inside,
I would know where the voice resides.

So my courage peered into the door,
All was dim 'cept for a flicker on the floor,
Deep down inside I realize,
I had to find the voice before its echo dies.