I close my eyes, and witness neither darkness nor light.

A life lived filling the desires of others will see your eyes showing darkness, as you were codependent on their success to make your own. If they were happy, so were you.

A life of self-love, self growth and self worth. A life made through the conquest of self discovery breeds a light in those closes eyes.

Yet I see no such light or darkness, for I did not live, why would I? When to just exist is all I know of.

To exist to simply do so, yes I think I like that.