I always wondered what dying felt like,
I wondered if it felt like Icarus's wings burning like wax
I wondered if I would feel the soothing waves of the ocean after my fall
I wondered if I would be washed upon the shore to find Apollo after being kissed by the sun
I wonder if I would feel what Icarus felt.
Would I feel like laughing because I had accomplished my goal in life,
Or would I cry because I died trying.
