I am Dead. Please Don’t Look for Me..

It is what it is. I want people who have known me personally for a brief short period, even those who have shared their momentous experiences to know that I am dead, cradled by darkness. I never existed. Just a nameless breeze humming a second pat on the skin.Please don’t look for me. Don’t try reaching out any means possible. Although I have yet to resolve some final engagements, those days will soon be over.

Don’t mistake this as a suicidal mumblings. Cinematic sentiments are really not my thing. This is a principle. I am engulfed by my anxiety towards people. I hate to be seen…encrypted.. disgusted by any fierce attempts to capture my edible heart. Anyone who can find the key to never-before-cracked soul can kill me, or swallow me whole. That’s meaning it plainly or rhetorically.

Nothing to worry as I’m at peace with this silence. The state of being alone is giving me utmost freedom to behave without inhibitions.. without hurting anyone to say the least. My goals and the rest of how this life will be spent is based on pursuit..no big dreams like that in movies. So you see, nothing can overwhelmingly sway my zero percent permeability. I build and then burn things.. I live dimensionally in words and those who can feel it. That’s only as far as I can go.

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