well, sure.

In my cave I'll let you crawl.
The stone is cold and sharp and dark.
The bats curl close to their own hearts.
Above I climb and see beyond
don't fall don't fall don't fall don't fall.

Smeared colors on the wall
of the life I know thus far.
Brilliant minds unfold years after
They scribble the notes
She Fled.
She Fled from her own Soul
in a wave of laughter.