Tag: icarus

  • icarus

    I cut a limb to feel my heart
    To fix myself, at least to think I could
    Dragged feet to soaring wings
    I thought from the bounds of Earth
    But the depths of Hell. 
    I cost a love to feel my pulse
    To heal a thing, at least I’ve tried 
    Confused remorse, just missed the grief
    Realised flight not from the coldness of flames,
    But the abyss of self. 
    I left a life to feel some soul
    To feel some thing, some thing to feel,
    Blinded pupil of the approaching Sun, 
    I sought flight from my throat to the Universe
    And still found no way to go.