They were like moths to light,

All but feeding their lust and addiction

You can't take them, take that sight

Because all it causes is unneeded friction

You've strayed into the void of darkness

More pressing than the shimmering glow

You can observe the contrasting starkness

Of the light that you'd once been forced to know

You're nobody here, in this shroud of cover

Blanketed by darkness, your cries silent

Where once you'd had your lover

There is nothing, just an empty present

Reminding you of the choice you'd made

And slowly, slowly, you will fade