patterns

Patterns form before me acting as a gateway
To some where unknown seducing my curiosity,
I make  haste to break through it but all I found was
The room  that I left, I tried to
Process the thought of going through a door
And ending in front of it, its something about a door
That makes the brain forget where it comes from
Then I seen lights swirling the pattern started,
Teasing me opening another door that's saying come
Inside me and be released, I wasn't so hasty this
Time I was angry this doors thinks I'm a game
Because it's trying to play me so I decided to
Wait and see if anything changes the swirls rearranged
Into a flight of stairs i tried to climb it but that's when
It escalated into something out of hand the stairs open
Like trap doors that can swallow a man I can't control
How I land but I can recognize the patterns just incase
I see them sprout again.