television darks

it’s dark and the television lights blind me

haven’t read any poetry so I don’t know how to be 

the colours are so bright and the music is so loud

scratching the walls in my ears and my house

surrounded by noise and yet I feel so alone

maybe I have always missed the last piece of my puzzle

waiting for the charming one to cure my ailment of love

Love, the question of love will always run a mile in my mind 

does it make the world light up or destroy it?

because if all I had known was darkness, I wouldn’t mind it.