Foolish Light

my foolish light, blindsided by your sigh. breathe of electricity you brought to my lifeless lie. Ignorance really is bliss; floating,fleeting. I could write a book on what I thought was real; I'm feeling sick to think of my heart, so ethereal If I could put you in my box of mirrors, then you'd have much to say. This foolish light has stolen any i'd have left of this day. I hear your words in my head, because I fill it with them, I chose to hear you without any lack of any interpretation.