Follow Me Asleep

I am the pied piper of madness
Is this a tranquility I see before me?
The roads less traveled by are in my mind
For even I am afraid to walk those neural pathways.
Come with me.
But wait. you already follow.  Each letter of this missive is another step
down lunacy lane.
Watch your step, that last one's not really there.
And there is no returning from that abyss I say.
But wait. I'm not really here, which means you're nowhere, too.
::plays her little pipe, as she all-falls-down::