I rise Chipping away at this ice Thrilling Finding my self-centered eyes Chilling Reflecting lies Flooded feelings from sinking Glaciers within me Sigh Rose-colored lenses Blood on my hands Fences in my mind Senses on overdrive The sky is upset Yet I try But I can't fly No more My wings were cut and stored Stories that were foretold Maybe I got too close The sun eclipsed Bored Into the ground I fell Sore Through the floor Sounding down Dove into the depths Drowned Wound up That I'm lost And found Again I go.