Tracing the lines
of your light in my mind
I vibrate; "blind me, please"
I try to scream at the vibrancy
to no avail.

Waves to particles,
handshakes to arsenals;
it's all background noise
I avoid while my darkness pulls
your shine closer.

Blind me, please.

I've resigned my faith
in being reshaped into anything
but just another face in the crowd
if your light ever fades.

Blind me, please.