‎I always want to float ‎In the bitter lyrics of despair ‎Choosing only to dwell in the kind ‎Of darkness that no ray of light can scatter. ‎The solace for my grief is a cave ‎Where only I can exist. ‎A cave of hiding that magnifies ‎The feelings in the chambers of my heart. ‎The cave woos, it calls, it draws me to the wild, ‎So that every beast in me is exposed. ‎And after much travel my heart is allowed to rest, ‎But only so for a while, for there are yet more chambers to explore. ‎