Icarus's blog: "Augurs, Martyrs, and Agnostics"

I tried to take the road without footprints or signs.

I tried to laugh at your mistakes.

I tried to smile at the blatant attempts.

I tried to say goodbye.

Instead I held my breath.

Waited for you to turn and walk away.

A handful of hope, and mischief.

Trampled fine, dribbles a faint trail home.
Whatever that is...

Bleeding quietly from tightly clenched fists.

Grasping desperately at the fade.

Didn't mean to lose it.

Bit by bit.

The moment where there was nothing came silently.

My hands. My mind. My heart was empty.

I feel like I could find my way back...

But there's a lingering impression that I shouldn't...


















What changed about me?
What broke, fell off, burned?









Or was I always this defunct?


























Hey... if I told you the truth.
Right now.
About everything...






















































































Would you hate me too?