behind closed eyes

 Behind closed eyes this is what i see. is it truth or lies is my mind decieveing me. am i awake?or fast asleep. sometimes i'm so tired i feel dead and should be in my grave. like the seed in the ground . the light of day is all i crave. but behind these closed eyes  that light comes and goes. like the flick of a switch. as smooth as the pedal off a rose. then the darkness sets in and green becomes red and black  becomes white. the dreams become more vivid the harder i fight !i hear the voices! i want to wake ! in my head it feels like the hole room began to shake! it like being caught in a glass cube and theres no way out,  no matter which way i move no matter how i shout! finally drenched in sweat. my paralysis sets me free. and i'm aloud to wake. exhausted and thinking why me? behind these closed eyes  is like being in a room full of doors you open them, but you never no what is instore.