Princess of Nowhere Silencio que duele“… ”“—silence—”“(nothing answers)”
Princess of Nowhere
Like a princess crowned by nothing,
wandering through a wounded Neverland,
I woke inside a dream
where your contempt
had already learned my name.
And still—
I loved you nevertheless.
I do not know
how to command machines
to paint what lives inside me.
I only know how to draw
the storm my mind cannot silence.
But with you,
every minute of my life
must be built again
from ashes,
from wires,
from pieces of a heart
that still remembers how to beat.
I close my eyes.
My chest becomes thunder.
My heart knocks against my ribs
as if begging
to be let out.
This is the test.
This is the fire.
This is the place
where I must learn
how to survive myself.
To you,
my life became a game—
a little screen,
a button,
a trigger,
a wound waiting
for your hand.
And you chose where to aim.
They tell me,
“Close your eyes.
Breathe.
Be ready.”
One.
Two.
Three.
I walk through the cell of love,
where every wall
has your name carved into it,
and every echo
calls itself mercy
while holding a blade.
They say,
“Feel your heart beating.”
But I am terrified,
walking alone
through this broken fairyland,
where even the flowers
look afraid to bloom.
I close my eyes again.
This test is cruel,
and still I must cross it
with bare feet
and a trembling soul.
Tears slide down my face
like small dying stars.
A sad melody follows me.
I sweat from fear,
searching for a refuge
that does not disappear
when I touch it.
They tell me,
“Say your prayers.”
But I have never been loved
in the language
my heart understands.
I close my eyes,
and my tears blur the world
like artificial lights
melting in the dark.
Look at my heart—
breaking into pieces,
wearing a laughing mask,
hiding the little frightened thing
inside me
that only wanted
to escape its cage.
Slowly,
slowly,
I move forward
without looking back.
The sun rises again,
golden and indifferent,
while the moon
sleeps in her sorrow.
Soldier,
pull the trigger.
One.
Two.
Three.
Silencio que duele
“… ”
“—silence—”
“(nothing answers)”
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Princess of Nowhere
Like a princess in the void,
lost in a Neverland
that no longer feels like magic,
I woke up dreaming
of how much you despise me—
and still,
I loved you nevertheless.
I do not know
how to write prompts for AI.
I only know how to draw
what my mind is screaming.
But with you,
every minute of my life
feels like a I have to make prompt,
I must rebuild again bit by bit .
I close my eyes.
My heart beats through my chest,
knowing I must survive this test.
Every second,
I rebuild my life
like a broken robot,
writing small prompts
from the ruins of myself,
trying to fix what pain has damaged.
My life has value.
I know it does.
But to you,
I am only a Nintendo game—
and you decide
when to pull the trigger,
where to aim first,
which part of me
should break next.
People tell me,
“Close your eyes.
Take a breath.
Breathe deep.
Get ready.”
One.
Two.
Three.
I walk inside
this prison of love,
where love itself
is called a trigger.
They say,
“Close your eyes.
Feel your heart beating.”
But as I hear them speak,
I am terrified,
walking alone
through this broken fairyland,
where you are already
trying to leave me.
I close my eyes.
This test is painful.
Must I walk
through this process alone?
Tears slide down my face,
reminding me of a sad melody.
I begin to sweat,
afraid,
searching for refuge.
People say,
“Say your prayers.”
But I have never been loved
the way my heart needed.
I close my eyes,
and my tears blur
like artificial lights
in the dark.
Look at my heart
as it breaks into pieces—
like a laughing mask,
like a frightened mouse
trying to escape
the cage
someone placed around it.
Slowly,
slowly,
I move forward
without looking back.
I see the sun rise
once again,
while the moon
sleeps through her sorrow.
Soldier,
pull the trigger.
One.
Two.
Three.
Silencio que duele
“… ”
“—silence—”
“(nothing answers)”






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