Back away.

Do you
Want to get away from me?
No you said no I don't
I don't want to cry
I don't want to fly
To flee
To escape from this
Burning reality
That is our home and truth and lies
I hate what I see and
What I become
Yet I stand at the crossroads
Between moon and sun
I'm awake
And then dead
Alive
And then asleep
I don't see the ghosts
Then get haunted in the keep.
Go away, I say, screaming aloud,
Stay away from me
You're freaking me out
Reality don't exist
Reality ain't real
You're pulling my leg
Strapping me to a wheel
Of Catherine's.
You laugh
You joke and then you lie
You pretend to sigh
And say
I love you thinking
That it will make it all better.
But you're an effing fool.