Lights that glow darkly

I have been deceived all this while, By all the angels cloaked in a dear disguise. 'Follow the way of light, my child, ' they all cooed, For they knew too well I was never shrewd. Off I went, probing for those lights, Something to put an end to my wakeful nights. But manipulation, oh my dear, Sounds sweeter when it is feared. I never found those lights, I never did indeed, In the cruel footpaths of naivety and those angels' deeds. All I ever found was a world so shadowy, Lit up with lights that glow darkly.