when i die
i want to die like icarus-
at least he knew the feeling of flight
before he plunged into the darkness of the sea.

and i want that for me.

i want to feel unfettered and free
right before i spiral downwards into the depths of the sea.

at least he knew what it was to fly
at least he had wings for just that short time
at least he had that fleeting feeling of euphoria
right before he had to die.

and i want that for me.

i want to die like icarus-
feeling the wind on my face, and the euphoria of flight
right before i plunge into the darkness of my sea.