Musings on Life from a Dead Girl

Icarus

I think we might have gotten the story wrong

What if it wasn't because of his own ego that he kept pushing higher and higher

Flying yet still, even when the world told him to come down

What if Icarus wasn't trying to be better

What if he was just trying to get away

Away from his father

Away from his life

What if all he wanted was to escape

Yes when you are surrounded by darkness it is easy to fall in love with the light

No wonder he kept flying

Higher and higher towards this new life

Towards the sun

Towards his own demise

Surely he was so entrenched in this newfound glory he didn't think of the consequences

But I think he did

I think he knew the farther from his father the closer to death and I think he flew any way

Because falling is better than never having flown at all.

Death is better than living a life that makes you wish you were dead.