Trapped

I'm trapped here, mists accompany my days. Eternal cyclical dreams haunt my head, I go in and out in an intermittence of abstract realities.

I hear voices in an endless distance, I run as fast as I can, but the voices get farther and farther away, it's like going after a rainbow looking for its beginning or end. I will never find how to get out of this world where I arrived without knowing how.

I keep going through chapters of stories I already lived, reliving again and again the same thing, this is a movie with a known plot, but without being able to do anything to change this situation.

The extreme hustle and bustle shakes me, I want to ask for help, it is simply impossible, I shout as many times as I can, my voice is falling little by little in a strange mutism of this eternal loneliness.

I can only continue living my cyclical routine, listening to voices and seeing images that are as familiar as the sound of those voices that torment me. I would give anything to know how much time I have spent here, since I entered this world I can only be like a mute witness of everything those voices say.

A day where the clarity peeked slippery through the closed eyes, like a curtain on a spring morning. The voices in the distance argue about something I can't understand very well, cries can be distinguished, and angry mouths can be heard with an impotent accent.

I feel a strong grip that captures my chest and my hands run over my face. They are very delicate and soft hands, I can do nothing else but feel that warm presence close to me.

The shadows intensify, they pass from one side to the other, and someone speaks, I can't distinguish what they say, they are whispers in this space, sometimes dark and others very bright. The shadow approaches and I feel that everything becomes darker.

A light illuminates the infinite background, I run towards it at the speed that my legs allow me, it becomes more resplendent as I get closer, I can feel the warmth of that light, I keep running until I reach the exit.

I am just a few meters away from reaching the end, but something stops me, it does not let me advance to the exit of this horrible world. I hear a voice calling louder and louder, a word that I can't make out, as it gets closer I can make out some sounds.

"Com, com, com, com..." I don't understand what is happening, I want to enter the light to get out of this terrible world. Then I feel terrible pulses in my chest, and the words become clearer, "Come back, come back, come back..."

A powerful force pulls me away from the light and into the dark background, everything is so horrible, I can't see anything, I only feel the pulling force moving me. The words keep ringing, "come back, come back, come back..." Desperately I try to run away from that situation, but everything is in vain.

I keep sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness, I can't help it, the light has gone out and I keep being attracted by the darkness, I can't stand this horrible feeling of emptiness anymore, I cry out again and again for help. It is more than useless. "Aaaah!", I fall helplessly, "auxiliooooo!!!"

I open my eyes and see my beloved wife, saying. "Come back, come back, come back..." I look at her and smile, she cries with joy and then says, "Welcome back, love."

The end

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_{Sources of images Source 1 Source 2 Edited Rincón Poético}

Text authored by:
Camilo Torres
DRA

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