This is a really rough piece I just wrote. I know it's not the best thing I've ever written, and I'll probably make some revisions later, but I just wanted to post this now because it's the first thing I've been able to write in forever.

This increasing heat
still hasn't had its effect on me.
I've got my eyes set on the sun
And that's where I'll end up.
So with these eagle's wings
I'll rise up several thousand feet
until I reach my place of rest.

Now with the one I love
the temperature's burning up,
but we'll take this as it comes.
I thought we'd make it out alive
though it's still better than the life
we led before today.

I now stand as one with the heat,
so when you look to the sun
I hope that you think of me.
Remember me as the one that got away,
the one that found eternal sleep
within the sun's warming rays.