My eyes wide open
Lying here in the dark with my eyes wide open,
In the darkness, I will find sleep, well, that’s what I’m hopin’.
I close my eyes, and I seem to jump into a new dimension.
After all, in this darkness, that was my intention.
There is no color in anything as I stare.
I know what the colors should be, but they’re just not there.
This dimension has made me quite limber,
So I move quickly to places I remember.
I see mom and dad, they are young, and I am small.
Then suddenly, my mom is old, and I am tall.
They’ve been gone for a while, but in my mind, they roam.
I’m not sure if they’ve come to visit or take me home.
I see more people, some dead, some still among the living.
There are those with grudges and some that are forgiving.
There are enemies, friends, wives, and lovers.
There are people that I don’t know or just can’t remember over some others.
All at the same time, I’m happy and sad.
I become confused and a little mad.
I feel that everyone here is watching me.
I look all around, and no one is looking that I can see.
There’s a beautiful woman that I’m sure I don’t know.
She has my arm; there’s someplace she wants me to go.
She touches me, and I touch her.
I’m feeling good; then everything is a blur.
I see someone coming; he has a gun.
I feel it’s me he’s after, so I begin to run.
It’s like I’m running in all directions as I hear a blast.
I’m in no danger because here I can run very fast.
My attacker is on my heels when the dimension bends.
Suddenly my attacker is surrounded by my family and friends.
Knowing they were there for me filled me with delight.
Laying here with my eyes wide open, I can finally see the light.
Stanley Hendrix
8/26/2020
