Darkness consumes me during the day
Leaves me empty without say
Asking it kindly with a whisper at night,
Make my pupil small,
Remove my cornea light.

Mentation pushing me 'round
In a mess is where I wound
The mental screen
Refuses to reveal itself
To the iris of this very teen

Full sockets begging to be closed
Understanding is disclosed.
Held open in custody,
Hauntingly alert
I wish for somebody.

To create a path so clear
For the darkness I do not fear
In promise of a reverie
In waiting of Nox
Slip me into lethargy