Capítulo 15: Poem 12:Pulled
Pulled
I am pulled.
Pulled beyond my limits.
Deep enough so I can barely breathe.
The weight wraps around my ankles.
It yanks me into uncharted waters.
The depths of I don't know.
All I feel is fear.
The fear dances on my skin.
It feels a part of me.
Something I can't shake.
It swallows me until there is no light alive.
I am surrounded by thousands.
Yet I feel so alone.
The void lls me.
It stretches wide and far leaving me numb to all. My chest utters and my breath deepens.
The bres in my muscles constrict; I am frozen. I am trapped.
Thoughts whirl around.
Nothing makes sense.
My opinions are lled with doubt. Every choice includes panic.
Will I ever be free?
Freedom is an illusion.
To be free is to be at peace.
But peace comes to those who chase it. What can I chase if I am trapped?
For I am trapped in my own body.
My soul is contained until death; only then I am free
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