Trapped between the lines

_{Author: @nachomolina
Original Poetry}

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_ Please I implore you, let me out!

"In life everything takes its own place, even, sometimes it does not seem to be the most appropriate..."

_ But do you think you have the power to skew a man's freedom?

"You are not a man, perhaps, you are not even matter. Just a drop will be enough to spill the glass and you will not be the one to do it...."

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To me, you are like a child whom I am only trying to protect, thoughts hurt when freedom brings doubts and coming out into the light becomes a great pit of darkness. You must be appreciated for what you are and not for coming from the hand of a writer. I do not know yet, if you are to be seen as the great figure behind the poem or perhaps as another symbol that fills the space with letters ... You can fly free in our imaginary world and do unimaginable stunts on a sheet of paper, what more important is to fix the idea in our minds and you will be ink, the divine stain in time worth reading again...

I think you are in a privileged place !, I do not intend to victimize myself, but it is I, who suffers by squeezing my mind, fighting against infinite insomnia, remembering the forgotten chapters of my past ... This is how it feels, I must fail first , throw myself into the abyss and recompose the chaos of my thoughts. You start to breathe when I suffocate and I'm on the verge of death. My prison is my freedom, you are inside, I am the jailer, the one who decides what is your time to leave and take a part of my suffering...

I just ask you for a little patience, the stories come and go, they are born from the deep and they never warn when they arrive. I will always have a place for my new son, an identity, a new reason to make him feel alive. Those blue lines will soon be like the sky and you will be on the right side in the sky. Our poetry will be a sample of the love that I carry within, it will be your voice for those who bet on words and their power of conviction. You are already my character, first in black and white, locked, then technicolor on the screen of the mind of a few hundred...

But I don't want to fail! I'm just trying to provide what you deserve. A space where we are both history in the demanding world of the poet and his passion for writing that comes from the heart. Become a soul, you will bring peace to the life of someone who identifies with who you are...

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_ Ok I understand. But after all, I feel fear...

"In life everything takes its own place, even, sometimes it does not seem to be the most appropriate..."

No, feel scared! All this I do for you, you are not alone ...!
You will soon be free, caught between the lines..."

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_{venezuela
2020}