The Solitary Dream

Today I woke up alone
In my private prison.
I looked for the window, and there was no window.
I looked for the door, there was no door.
Furthermore, I looked for light, I had no light.
Gradually I got used to the vastness of silence.




My pulse was deafening,
The enigmatic cold took hold of me...
I fainted!




Time passed,
My beard grew longer,
I left my contingency,
I migrated to my weep,
I saw my body dying,
I saw my soul struggling,
I tried to wake up,
As it was not a dream.




When I woke up,
I was completely alone,
Until my spirit abandoned me,
Until my pulse was shut down.




What happened here was psychological and physical torture,
And I lost to my weakness!
I cried! I died!

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The Solitary Dream

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