The Ishtar Forest

I'm cold...standing on a cage where the hands of their ghosts try to capture me. The souls of those who betrayed me are screaming and crying, swearing by their innocence. They crush and scratch and fight and curse at me but they are just pretending not knowing all those horrible things they did to me years ago, all the violence, the aggression and the laughter. the blood and tears stripped from me until the drowned themselves in bliss. My skin is still marked with the knives and the lashes of their actions for every one of the times that i was just a toy for them and when everyone else just walked by when i was screaming for help. it was just as if i was nothing but a ghost being tortured over and over by the shadows in disguise. Those who smile and bow and kiss you but then twist the knife and slowly cut you away in every opportunity that they have, for many moons i was a prisoner of their twisted and broken games. my mind was obliterated and my soul was shattered, th...

La hoguera se ha convertido en cenizas. Mis manos no puedan darle calor a la llama que una vez fue sostenida en ellas. Mi ser era alimentado por el fuego, tanto así que yo mismo me convertí en fuego. Pero luego de la tormenta, esa débil y pequeña llama que intentaba renacer en la oscuridad se extinguió. No culpo a nadie mas de que mis flamas fueran débiles y de que mi fuego fuera incapaz de no alcanzar nada pero si me pregunto por que duele tanto cuando la lluvia cae sobre las cenizas mojadas donde solía estar mi consciencia. Ahora me extingo una vez mas mientras mi mente se mezcla con la tierra y el agua que corre sobre el suelo que me lleva lejos. No se si algún día volveré a arder, mis manos se sienten pesadas y no poseen intention alguna de alzarse de nuevo. Por ahora mi mundo se torna a las oscuridad mientras intento no perderme a mi mismo.

As the ripples in the water grow bigger and disappear of the lake where i'm drowning, i feel an arm pulling me, Her body is pulling me away from the water. she tells me to not give up, not yet. My mistress of burden is gone, the flames of her hair are extinguished. she is no longer in control of my thoughts, she is no more. I was deep in the darkness of a nightmare which just ended now that i'm awaken! This new body of light stands in front of me, she comforts me and tells me that i need to leave the shadows in the past and brake the chains where i was imprisoned. "look at what she did to me! i am not a fraction of the man i once was, i feel like i'm an echo of my past self creating distortion in time to not react at the damage" She looks at me and slaps me as hard as she can before i regain consciousness and comeback to reality. "The girl is not here anymore, she is not in your head anymore, you will not suffer anymore and will disregard all the ...