E 'be in here talking to you, from my narrow hole in the prison . An escape-proof fortress. The prison in question, that they are locked up, does not exist.
E 'why it is so difficult to escape. It has no bars, no cells, no guards. Nor has a perimeter of high walls and barbed wire.
No heavy security door. There is a reference to it.
In fact, it has no interior.
I can not escape from this prison, but This does not mean that sometimes we do not try. I know that other people are locked up, I hear, I see them, but they are there with me. I see them in the cage, I do not know if they see me. All those who like me are locked up they struggle and get frustrated. If you want to imagine it, is one of the infernal circles. Burroni of sharp rocks, flames that are burning back. Human figures, dirty, chained, who complain and drag.
I'm alone in this. In this prison, I can move freely, and this is the reason why I can not leave. Everywhere I go, are always trapped. There is no place where it can go, but they are strangely still inside. With difficulty I have tried many Sometimes a tunnel to escape, and when I thought of finding it, I have embarked on, but I did not know that the output was always the slammer. Years passed between anger and sadness, spent whole years to devise plans to escape to leave behind the cage. I did not know that outside of the prison there is always a prison.
Sometimes, I was convinced I escaped, I was happy to have found freedom, until they beat back the face against the bars.
metal bars that do not play when the beat. Bars
smoke.
Bars that do not exist.
are locked in this prison because I'm locked up there.
There are no maps or blueprints of this place is a maze that changes, that changes its corridors based on where I move. The ethereal
prison.
The eternal prison.
I just have to try one last time. The last bold attempt to escape by a prisoner tired. The only thing that remains to be tested is to stop wanting to escape.
Who knows, maybe this time I can.
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