The faintest light

Be wary of these walls foolish girl, for you might bump into them.

These walls will prevail here in this place, but you shall have to find your own.
Let us turn on that faint light, as to hear the whisper of their echoes.
For even lavish radiance can be blinding.
Prepare my flesh for the bruises which will not be avoided.
Allow me to be foolish.
Allow me to be restless.
I have yet to learn from these love shattering events.
For in the darkest hour, fright is at its peak.
Let us turn on that faint light, so we can see within our reach.