Tell Me This

SCREAM. This scream, it echos through my skin
No, this one isn't agonizing
Over all of her sins
I am not fraternizing
with my demons, nor my own kind
I'm painstakingly alone
Alone in my own mind
Sitting on my throne
and dreaming of a happier time
Happiness... emotions are so faded
It seems like such a crime
My eyes, they look so jaded
As I peer at my reflection in the waters of my soul
I look like a faded tragedy, so disgusting, so perfect
I rise from the water and tell myself, to get across to the other side, I must provide a toll.
I'm clad in rags, and when I try to speak, it's in a different dialect
Why is this happening? Don't speak. Don't tell me.
I shut my eyes tightly, and await the hardening of my chrysalis
I am not ready. I cannot see.
Just await me, and when I awaken, tell me this...

Do things seem amiss?