Solidified Wings

Droplet wax rolls from these crystal eyes
Burning no longer induces pain, too deep the anguish
A crying mind will lose physical cuts to the flood

Tugging at a tempest toe, hooks from beneath
Reach for surface with the might of a fool
Just to slide back to the pit of accumulated wax

Lying upon brittle cribs of my disappearing mind
The bottom level confinement forms puddles that blend as sickness
Remorse of stupidity, this holds all, stuck forever in frozen past