looking foward

I'm constantly being watched, looked and figures followed by eye and sometimes they disappear in the darkness of loneliness when the eye in front, as a mortal enemy and wanting his death.
I'm trying to get out but can not, and something that holds as if a rope made of a virtually unknown unknown material, I ask for help but these figures are my enemies and I am the silence of a dark road that insist on not having the light of the moon to give me light on my way to that place called home

p.s acho que o texto tem alguns erros não liguem lol