Standing blind, I see perfectly

Sometimes I end up the shadow on the wall, standing there watching, hoping. Follow the light they say. The light has burned my eyes and I can’t see you. Turn off your light so I can see you standing beside me and then I can follow you out of the darkness. With time my eyes will adjust to the light. The shadows will fade from me and perhaps soon my light will shine as brightly as yours. For now, I stand blind, seeing perfectly everything I never wanted to see…