I am a breaking light

I am a breaking light,

See my flicker throughout the night. 

Draws down, take of the knickers,

It’s the only way I feel better. 

They keep pulling at my string, 

Only to find nothing happening. 

Maybe a brief glimmer, but not that of hope,

Until they stop looking I’ll shimmer and mope.

Does this mean I ought to elope?

Or, fling this string around my neck in hopes that I choke.

I think I must go.

I am a breaking light and I think I have to go.

My glow is being stolen and I cannot see. 

So please for me, 

Let me alone and be.