Icarus

A feeling

Upon his wings of wax and plume
He soared into the sky
But his ambition was his doom
For men were not meant to fly.

Trapped; I’m trapped in an intricate maze
A labyrinth in my head
Closing in on itself, with no way out
And all the ends are dead…
Frustration, despair - I’m trapped!
Wasting away each passing day
Tortured by the footfalls of
Monsters pacing the passageways…

I rise on wings like Icarus
There’s no restraining me
Leaving behind my earthbound cell -
Unfettered, I am free!
I soar, I dance; I’m free at last!
I scream; I’m a new man!
Lost in jubilation after such tribulation -
The Sage’s words - “Beware the sun!”

I climb, I soar, I shout, I roar
I break above the clouds
I shake my fist at Fate and scream
My defiance aloud…
By and by - oh my! Oh my! -
While I’m still on the climb
My freedom - precious freedom! - it falls away
Starts peeling from my limbs!

Frozen in time; for a second all stopped
Except the clockwork in my chest
Suspended, surrounded by feathers like
A hatchling in a nest…
Flapping my arms - but all has failed!
And all starts to fall apart!
Everything’s unraveling
All feathers, and no wax!

Look at me now, I’m plummeting
And I do not know whither
Belief and Faith were the wax
That held my wings together…
I was sure that I could soar
In delusion forever
But Reality’s turned my flight to a plummet,
And my engines to feather…

Upon wings of wax and plume
I soared into the air
Flew too close to the sun
And fell once more into despair…