Mostly I am there
In the wet
In the dark
Carving art into the walls
Making music from the stones
Tears turn to stalagmites that I shape to your form
Telling me you are proud
But it is all obscured by the depths of this cave
Hopefully I never see it
I like the illusion that it is beautiful
Mostly I am there
I would take you
Though you would only see the darkness

It is bright as day to me