Oh Icarus
Flying too close to the sun
Your gliding days are gone
Oh Icarus
The ambition burns deep inside you
You’ve left ye old Father behind you
Oh Icarus
You crash into the waves
Icy fingers grab at your waist
Oh Icarus
You in your watery grave
YOU ARE READING
Poetically Chaotic
PoetryI am a chaotic writer. I've been feeling rather useless lately, so I've opted to create a collection of 'poetry'. I say this hypothetically, because, you see, some of this is purely made with a creative licenence, and some of it is me just venting h...
