Icarus Strain
I was...
Once I was all...
I was exalted,
respected, golden
I was...
Once upon a time...
I was triumphant
I was.
I am...
breath and passion …
dreams not yet
recognized
I am...
regret and
promise...
I am.
I will be...
again upon the
mountain top...
this time refusing
to look down...
lest I ruin the
dreams of those
still climbing...
as I am.
I face...
another journey...
another obstacle...
I am...
I am that obstacle.
That roadblock...
I am.
I was...
the wings, the wind,
the voice of
revolution...
I was fire and
ferocity
Once upon a time,
I led,
I followed,
I was...
the creator of
regret...
I was
the golden boy...
I was.
I am...
the obstruction and
hindrance
I am...
the goal and the
prize...
I am the path no
longer walked
I am...
uniquely
ambiguous.
Two paths, one
choice
no decision.
I am.
I will be...
the mediocrity I
settle for...
the epic battle I
choose...
win or lose...
I will be...
climbing
or
I will be
jumping...
and soaring...
all the way to the
sun.
I will be.
me.
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