Aquarium

I count the days to get out of here, I suffocate, I need company, freedom, submission hurts, I crash into the faces of my confinement coffin again and again looking for a way to break the glass for which I only see people suffering thanks to the strong involuntary desire for material good, a few greet me in the distance. I want to rediscover the space of my being, I want to swim in deep, immense seas; unknown seas.
This confinement hurts but it is the only way by which I will understand the beauty of the vastness and the need for the beauty of the sea