I know why Icarus Flew

I can’t help but feel like Icarus
Every time I stare deep into your eyes;
I see a soul that shines bright with light,
But it’s hidden under your disguise.

Every time that your heart’s been broken
Scars are left behind and they still hurt
Every time, you’ve erected a wall
To guard your heart and offer comfort

But I’ve seen through all those many walls
There’s pain and confusion there and yet,
There’s a hope for what might one day be;
A firey soul not filled by regret.

Flying ever closer towards that sun,
Icarus touched heaven with his flight
And I must admit, I have also.
Like Icarus, I too lacked foresight.

I did not see, the closer I got,
That my wax wings were growing softer.
And now I’m falling and hoping that
I will be saved by my hearts captor.