Analysis of What Happened to Icarus

My wings in good shape flap as that of birds, They carry me into the heavens, I will touch the sun, My fathers warnings far behind me, I soar through the sky,The sun is in my sights, And my eyes burn by the light, But then when calls of warning flee back to my head, I realize that my wax wings are melting, On I soar till worry overcomes me, But too late for gravity is pulling me down, As I fall my silver green eye flashes on the horizon, I look for hope though I know I'm doomed,The wax is dripping down my body, No help will come for me, For all the clouds are floating by and Father knows he warned me, If death shall come now then I see, It comes by fall into the depths, Come and rescue me, I'm falling into the sea