Like walking through the lava tube
With a phone flashlight
They found a body here once
And my skin tingles
As I lose sight of where I’ve been
Pulled to keep going deeper
Tennis shoes sliding over loose rocks
If the light went dim, would I ever get out?
I feel like that — reckless or brave
Curious or insane
Like ripping a nail until it bleeds
Because I need to see it through
With Love,
Natalie