A letter to Death.

Not a trigger alert, it’s more sort of a love letter. Makes sense?

I am actually writing this letter to narrator of ‘The Book Thief‘ by Markus Zusak.

(For writing this book, Markus Zusak have a part of my heart)

It’s obvious to fall in love with characters, but here, I’m in love with narrator instead.

I will try my best to not to ruin the book for you.

___________________________________________

Dear death,

You said you notice colours before people and you had me there. I want you to know, you are my favourite narrator in the history of forever and I have written a poem on you too.(Click here).You showed me your world, suffering and dilemmas, you showed me the pure heart of death. I had a strong feeling of resentment towards you, but you made me know, you are not the faulty one here. You are alone, but not worse.

Sometimes you were so melancholic, I wanted to rip open the words and enter your world, to hold you, to embrace you for a while, I wanted to comfort you so bad. I wanted to stay with you in between my breath. You are the one for whom I would write words without space, because I know how much those blank spaces hurt you and you know how much they scare me.

I’m not sure about people, but I don’t hate you or envy/pity you. I treasure you, for who you are. I believe in everything you said, cried with you at times and lived through your words.

I appreciate you, I really do.
And I’m haunted by humans, just like you.

Yours,
Mermaid.

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53 thoughts on “A letter to Death.

  1. Dear mermaid

    Thank you for your appreciation and kind words. I am not so lonely here as you think I am. I call upon every individual I love to me. It breaks my heart to say that I still not love you even if you may feel otherwise. Stay in your own world as you are still not ready for mine. My world is beyond your imagination and believe me no one haunts me, no one can. I am the destroyer of all that there is, the happiness and the pains, nothing passes through my realms. No words, no emotions. Absolutely nothing.
    Be there be everything you want. Don’t think about me much. I am inevitable but this is not the time to think about me.

    Wishing you a good life. You make it better.

    Death.

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