There's something pulling me along

My seeking of visualization is out of my control

My free will

does not extend to this

This wall that I'm pushing against

I do this all for my focus

If I remain to focus

I can see the wall

nothing more

I see the glimpses of it

It is the vision of Death

It only exists for a moment

As well, can I enjoy Light and life

The visions of Light are so great and treacherous I seek death!