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Very suggestive images portray the desperation of a very sensitive being struggling with his perceptions of reality that color him with chaos and helplessness and the vision that there are no exits.

From the twilight
I wear the color
from the abyss
on my shoulders
and a vertiginous fear
around me.

Good job, my brother.

Hi, @corderosiete. Here's my comment on your post. I enjoyed reading it:

Love the imagery, @corderosiete
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I particularly like the first half:

From the twilight
I wear the color
from the abyss
on my shoulders
and a vertiginous fear
around me.

This shows me the speaker in your poem has been there in the depths of that abyss; he know what is like, and yet he's walking the plank.
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Well penned ☻