Pull it off
And stop the sound from getting into your ears

Leave the thoughts of what you see
Even when you close your eyes

Choose to lay it down
As you've already lied on your bed

Think about nothing but how tired
And you need to sleep

Don't you ever worry
Before you go to sleep

Just go to sleep
As how you would go to sleep

Because it's short and sweet
I am happy you can read

For a moment
It disperse
I thought
About something beautiful
That wouldn't last forever
I didn't even grasp it
And it be gone

How quick and suspended it felt

There is a shape
A certain patterns
We've constructed
A system we've decided
How we should follow
And do as it is repeated

It has come and form again
A flow required
As our nature perceived
This is a cycle like endless circle

Sometimes I question
Why must we build it to have it followed
Why can't it be disform and how we formed it
And why do we do it this way

And somehow that is the only way

You've open your mind
When you spoken those words

I've come to notice them
little nature of yours

It was some insight
from focusing those flickering lights

It has only been days
And it still stays the same
As my intuitive always says
"It is not a place where I should go
Not any deeper than this. As there is no light at the end of the room, where I peek thru the gaps on the cracked wall. It is not a safe place to go on, not many have been, not many survived, not many have stayed and been alive. It is not a place for anyone to be, for no one has ever been inside."

So I walked out and saw another open mind...

Too young and touching
Too old turn lusting

Too much for physical
Our brain has taught to function

Too much to see
What seems to be right it sees

But not the encourager
For too young and old
This is not the cycle

I'm thinking of making it cheery
Jovial in disguise
In one's high spirit
Like the lucky one
From her merriest heart