You'Re Loosing You Rewritten

Soul's mirrors and mind's study are the eyes, and the verdict is clear, wild animals cave in the hollows of your mind, herds, escorting your thoughts and opening your eyes wide, front window to a spacy mind's fantasies, and easy smiles drawn, as thorny roses pricking your fingers, you're hurt. Call it gathering of the herds, or.... the others showed up. Snakes spell words ? One word one snake ? One stabbing one wolf ? Feels like jungle, go hunting, chase the wild with the risky, personalize the unknown, then look for the stick. Seems to feel like being in other places, in their places ? too small a world ? meeting them everywhere, always away from a home, in your home. You're searching all the time without looking for something, you're here and there and your thoughts everywhere, pages never turned, a bit of each on a lot, starting one and continuing another, thoughts are powering you, natural energizers, consuming yourself. You're consumed unhappily, sleeping seated and eating laid, waiting with the mornings for light. Enjoy watching the horizon at the sea shores, not the sky, guess how big the world is, don't wonder what's on it's other side, reporting leave of absence. You always want to see where your gaze can't reach. Look at the mirror and see something. 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. It's not an end, forests will keep making oxygen and the seas rain's water. Live, Alive.