You'Re Loosing You

I can see it in your eyes, there're wild animals in your mind, look like many, herds, escorting your thoughts. How did you let them in, big mind you must have, with huge eyes, wide open, and from the roses you like, thorns prick your fingers, and your face's pictures show it, you're hurt, but smiling. The gathering of the herds. Where the.... others showed up? One word one lion ? One stabbing one wolf ? Feels like jungle, go hunting, chase the wild with the risky. You never stay in one place, but you carry them with you, seems to feel like being in their place, always away from a home, in your home. You read a little of a book standing, eat laid and sleep seated waiting for the light, when the mornings do the same too. You don't like the mornings when still searching for their light. Why you're searching all the time without looking for something, thoughts are powering you, natural energizers, consuming yourself, you're consumed unhappily. Enjoy watching the sea, don't wonder what's on it's other side and leave while staying there. You look at the mirror and see nothing. Where are you. You seem to think, it's not worthy it. But everything ? Everybody ? Who's remote, you or the others. Where those you looked for are ? You are leaving us, if you could look at me and see my concerns, would you stay with us.