angst in the transience

I'm crumbling
within the four walls
of my haven.

I'm shattering
inside the stoic silence
of my vacuum.

It will soon amuse you
as I take on yet another
role of a circus
freakshow.
I silently notice
the engulfing angst.
Is that all there is?
But, I cannot ask you.
It's a charade.
Through the tentacles that connect us
distortion changes me.
Leaves me gaping.

Hope you can see
as my eyes are glazed over and out.
Hope you can hear
as saccharine pours over and out of my ears
Phenylethylamine filling my veins,
while simultaneously
i battle with horrified fascination.

A green monster chased me down the street
I run screaming, but voiceless to save my life
A giant ax swings while i'm not looking
What a shame, now I have no head.
But i still have legs
and i keep running
into the elusive transience
with a tinge of sadness.
Escaping
into that unabridged realm
where I gave you my heart.

can i believe
you
?