I am as Icarus as I yearn to fly
I am as Icarus as I touch the sky
I am as Icarus as I want more
I am as Icarus as I love to explore

As I fly close to the sun
My wings that I fly are to be a stun
The words of wisdom are what I lack
The wax that completes melt down my back

As I soar high above
The sky is what I truly love
I truly wished that I could fly
Now my hands touch the sky

When I fall down below
The sun I love truly glows
Only a fall can teach me
If only the sky could reach me

Unloved, I have felt,  
You love me now, but would you  
Call me your daughter?

Drown your heart
In sea of salt,
Then ice it till
Its freezing cold

Wear a necklace
of your grief,
Strangling hard till
You can't speak

Drain your eyes
In a sack of rice,
Don't let moisture
Escape its cries

Fill your stomach
With emptiness,
An appetite
Of nothingness

Keep it up
You're almost there,
Your date with death
Is oh so near

I walked the castle walls today,
whilst my breath hung in the air;
the flattened city view below -
a moment we both share.
Your laughter touched the sun you see,
and found a cherub there.

hold this precious jewel
unearthed by a miner's heart
feeling's tumbling years

-cec

One day, when I’m old
And the skin on my hands
Is thin and dark with bruises,
Like burnt paper.
When I look back
on my legacy
Will I be remembered,
for my friends
Or my vendettas?
What will my legacy be?
An aggregation
of meaningless treasure
Or commemoration,
Of treasured times?