Requise

I once heard the phrase,
"I live in a world of fantasy,
So keep your reality away from me."
This got to me,
Because I thrive in a world so apart from me.

The discrepancy,
this is the enemy of my reality.
I wait silently,
for the short and steady enigma,
that is the end of fallacies.

Where are my moralities?
Why can't I stay true to the things so close me
they become inter-tangled and mangle,
and forced into a small box.
These big rocks
block me mentally with
curses and profanities.
this is insanity!

Where is my god?
Why has he not called upon me?

Burn me now.
Because I feel I am wicked enough to crawl back from it.
Burn me now.
We wait for our fuse to finally go and I am sick of this.
Burn me now.
This can't be how it truly is, I can't take all of it.
Burn me now.
On top of a world that we will never fully understand, we wait for requise.