Who these eyes belong toA Story by San Herman Lopez a.k.a. SanzeiA short look into me. I remember years ago when I
was a child. I would look in the mirror and just stare. I would stare into my
eyes and feel as if I was not me. I felt as if I was another person. I would
wonder why my face and body felt so foreign. Sometimes, I would lose myself
wondering why I was so disconnected with the sight of me. I felt I knew who I
was and where I was going. I felt I knew what was right and what was wrong as a
child. I was blindly forced into making adult decisions, especially when it
came to my family. But again, when I stared into my eyes, I did not know this
person.
Much of my childhood, I was
to figure things out for myself. And as the oldest I was to set the best
example for my brothers. Truly, I tried to be a “good” person in the eyes of my
siblings. Sometimes, I would make terrible decisions that I would not clearly
see until later on in life. I was learning as I saw and felt. As I lived I took
words of wisdom and ran with them, hoping to figure out who I was and why I was
in this thing called my life.
As the years went by, I gazed
again in the mirror and began to see more of me. I slowly began to see the
person’s eyes that these belong to. This is when I also started to lose my way.
I was no longer sure what I wanted. I was no longer sure where I was going. I
was feeling unsure of every step I took.
Everything and everyone
changed around me, I was frozen just watching. I felt life actually passing me
by. Now when I looked in the mirror I saw myself and I was sad. I watched
myself and who these eyes belonged to. I felt unsatisfied and not well put
together. Although I now knew who these eyes belonged to. I did not like who I
was. My family would say you’re a great man, you’re a good person. To that I
would say “great” how so? “Good” and how has that helped me achieve anything? I
always say “God is watching…”
I hope he truly is… Because!
Although I know now who these eyes belong to, I sure don’t like him who I see
staring back at me… So if you are watching, God help me see what I need to be. Let
me be what my loved ones say they see. Let me truly see me. © 2014 San Herman Lopez a.k.a. SanzeiFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorSan Herman Lopez a.k.a. SanzeiSnoqualmie, WAAboutRhyming is what I love to do when I need to relax and or calm down... Rhyming is what makes me want to continue writing... I love to play with the words it is almost as if putting a painting together... more..Writing
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