I flap my wings as I approach the Sun,
Still lost in the careless fun,
Hopefully enough it'll let me fly
Higher into the beautiful sky.
Yet your burning flames
Attach to my lightweight wings,
Fire seeps into my skin,
Wounds are deepening underneath.
I fly closer to get a taste,
Knowing I still chase
The burn and sting of your flame —
It's frying down my faith.
Give me one more chance
Before I hit the rocks,
One more call home
Before my feathers are gone.
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 1:55 PM UTC
I flap my wings as I approach the Sun,
Still lost in the careless fun,
Hopefully enough it'll let me fly
Higher into the beautiful sky.
Yet your burning flames
Attach to my lightweight wings,
Fire seeps into my skin,
Wounds are deepening underneath.
I fly closer to get a taste,
Knowing I still chase
The burn and sting of your flame —
It's frying down my faith.
Give me one more chance
Before I hit the rocks,
One more call home
Before my feathers are gone.
/ /
Your harmful flame is what I yearn for.
