Hope you like it!
The mirror's room
Shes
running and running. The air is hitting her face and she has to close
the eyes, but not cause she wants to enjoy. Shes not even able to
this.
The real reason shes closing eyes and running faster every time is to forget how tired she actually feels. How scared she is, because she's sure someone is pursuing her.
Suddenly her heart stops for a second, something that is sadly familiar to her, and she finds herself on the floor, feeling worst than ever.
It takes a minuscule moment for her to realize that the person she has escaping from is a step away of her.
But she is stupid. She cover her face that fast that she cant see how the person in front of her does it, too; at the same time she does. And that while she run away from there, the person is warding, too.
Her career keeps on what it has been during much time that she thought: a constant try to scape. As if there isn't anything else in the world to do.
Shes scared but she doesn't stop and wont stop running. Suddenly she found herself falling.
Falling apart again and again. This time when she tries to raise her head the person she cant afford watching is there. They both look at each other terrified. Horrified. With those eyes that couldn't be more similar.
She gets up as fast as she can, and keeps on running till she falls again, finding in front of her the person shes running from.
And this happens once again. Twice. It doesn't stop. It cant stop and that's why it wont stop. But, curiously, she keeps running.
It like a vicious circle. Shes completely trapped and shes doesn't even know it.
She saw that girl again and she starts to get tired.
Tired of trying to scape.
The girl looks at her the same way: tired, and scared. But for some reason, she don't realize that feeling in that girl's eyes. She just want to run away from her. And when she does it, the girl does it too. It seems like a reflection. It is exactly like a reflection.
But every time she falls she wants to scream while crying. Cause every time she does fall, there's that person shes running away from just nose to nose of her, doing everything she does. And shes stupid enough to not realize the person want no bad to her.
The fatigue grows up inside of her. And the reason why, suddenly arrives to her mind, just in the moment her body hits the floor for the last time:
Its so exhausting to scape from yourself.
Unfortunately, she discovered it too late.
The real reason shes closing eyes and running faster every time is to forget how tired she actually feels. How scared she is, because she's sure someone is pursuing her.
Suddenly her heart stops for a second, something that is sadly familiar to her, and she finds herself on the floor, feeling worst than ever.
It takes a minuscule moment for her to realize that the person she has escaping from is a step away of her.
But she is stupid. She cover her face that fast that she cant see how the person in front of her does it, too; at the same time she does. And that while she run away from there, the person is warding, too.
Her career keeps on what it has been during much time that she thought: a constant try to scape. As if there isn't anything else in the world to do.
Shes scared but she doesn't stop and wont stop running. Suddenly she found herself falling.
Falling apart again and again. This time when she tries to raise her head the person she cant afford watching is there. They both look at each other terrified. Horrified. With those eyes that couldn't be more similar.
She gets up as fast as she can, and keeps on running till she falls again, finding in front of her the person shes running from.
And this happens once again. Twice. It doesn't stop. It cant stop and that's why it wont stop. But, curiously, she keeps running.
It like a vicious circle. Shes completely trapped and shes doesn't even know it.
She saw that girl again and she starts to get tired.
Tired of trying to scape.
The girl looks at her the same way: tired, and scared. But for some reason, she don't realize that feeling in that girl's eyes. She just want to run away from her. And when she does it, the girl does it too. It seems like a reflection. It is exactly like a reflection.
But every time she falls she wants to scream while crying. Cause every time she does fall, there's that person shes running away from just nose to nose of her, doing everything she does. And shes stupid enough to not realize the person want no bad to her.
The fatigue grows up inside of her. And the reason why, suddenly arrives to her mind, just in the moment her body hits the floor for the last time:
Its so exhausting to scape from yourself.
Unfortunately, she discovered it too late.
Lo único que tiene de especial es que me he atrevido a redactarlo en inglés, la verdad. Lo cual, en gran parte, ha sido para poder tener más lectores. También para que alguien que realmente hable esta lengua en su día a día pueda darme una sincera opinión de mi dominio de ésta.
Todo esto viene debido a un seguidor de Instagram que aseguró que mi nivel de inglés es excelente... bien, yo, a pesar de no estar demasiado de acuerdo, he decidido probar hasta qué punto ese seguidor estaba en lo cierto.
Por otro lado, en lo referente a la idea, simplemente es una imagen. Una metáfora que acudió a mi mente de camino al Instituto y que, sencillamente, sonaba mejor en inglés en mi cabeza.
En fin, ¡espero que os haya gustado! Yo, personalmente creo que, teniendo en cuenta la cantidad de veces en las que me he quedado bloqueada dudando sobre como jugar con las palabras, no está nada mal.
Besos, querido lector de estas palabras.
Kisses to you, dear reader of these words.
Kisses to you, dear reader of these words.
Nuuki
(Texto protegido en Safe Creative bajo el código: 1410192364276)
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario