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Not a Legend


I’ve watched you

toil your youth away

all because you were growing

your wings of freedom

from the life

you were locked in

 

with your bright eyes

and your breaking heart

you put on your wings

of feathers and wax

ready to escape from

your labyrinth of loneliness

 

you set your eyes

on the one thing

that would destroy you

 

you laughed as you fell

threw your head back and

yelled into the wind

teeth bared to the world

you thought

loved you little

 

but you were wrong

 

there was no freedom

in your fall

from humanity

into the raging sea

of loveless depths

 

you were so consumed 

with the need to feel

love, you didn’t realize

you left one hell

and entered another

 

and under the waves

you still do not hear

the voice of one who

loves you most, crying: Come

back Come back

 

You were not Icarus

not a legend

your story little 

more than a tragic

(fairy) tale

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