Once I said: You get me

I got that box last night With no blinks in my eyes When I fix you tonight Sky helps with my sight A metaphor with no power to kill you Better off with no light in my rest room Forgotten infections may hit you A black bat made me super con-fu-sue Feel it not a feeling miss you Rip tip with no social captive Sip in a slip ship broken attitude You tell me how I can fix you