Freaked

With my knees folded my hands wrapped around my knees. My face dug inside I refuse to see the world. I am too scared facing it... I hear screams I hear loud guffaws of people. Once I cried just to see no one comes to pacify you. Once I opened my hands for help only to find that they were crucified like Jesus.
My body is modeled in wax and clay I look gray and gaunter than ever. My eyes are just so dry...
I cry no more
I sing more
Just like dried water tears have made marks on my cheeks. I barely sulk, my Adam's apples is chocked and refuse to gulp in the pains of life. Suddenly I had the most blissful smile on my face. An instant tranquility caressed me. I was rejuvenated enough to see the world around me again. It was too late but it was a new beginning.
I saw the death approaching not like a black demon with a axe in hand. A beautiful lady in white drapes welcoming me with open arms. That very instance I heard a voice in me, it said,
" I come here not to detach you from the material world but have come to take you to the world of higher pleasures"
A warm smile suffused my face and my last breath only to leave my body cold and rigid.
I was soul without a body,
the essence of calmness and neutrality was achieved.
Suddenly I felt the imaginary cell of relations, repercussions and relativity vanished.
I was free
I flew high raced the clouds. Explored the skies, I was there limiting the limitless.
I had no fears, I had become as daring as a lion's cub and as untamed as its mane.
I swam with the dauntless tides and danced with the waves. I was as silent as the sea yet so restless and fickle as a mice.
I was as deep as the marina trench only to know the dark in me.
I never felt so invigorated and energized.
People prayed for my survival but I enjoy my departure.
Not in search of another soul and flesh bonding.
But to remain a vagabond and enjoy my soul"hood" without a life.