Non-existent

Let me remain in my state of non-existence
Where my shadow is transparent
and my emotions hallow

My physical being a simple decoy
pass right through me
like a blade through flesh

My thoughts are whistles against the wind
Morals are myths
Reality is non-existent

this is deep.

seriously. I know that comment seems cliche, but I like where this poem went. I would have liked it to be a little longer, explore the subject more (only because I liked the viewpoint and tone), but this is good.

"My thoughts are whistles against the wind" - that line is tight.

nice work.