Icarus Dreams

i have dreams

of flying

wax melted feathers

ground below echoes

pain seems so small

i can be absent minded

problems seems so far

just the air on my face

piercing my skin

in awesome bliss

the feeling of gravity is irrelevant

just the push of wind

the world left behind

the view with no price

the smell of peace

coping in silence

elbow on wood

chin cupped in my palm

eyes wide shut

the bell rings

i wake up