fireworks

i used to be afraid of life

as i feared the fireworks 

i hid from as a child

i shrinked in the face of their

threatening prescence

their scream into the night 

how they roamed above my head

ruling the sky

the crashing thunder

was too

overwhelming

unpredictable

uncontrollable

i feared the fireworks 

in their beauty 

and all their color

the mesmerising formations

fascinating explosions

how they rose up

flourishined

bloomed 

painted against the milky way

before they would slowly fade away

dissapear among the millions of stars

until it was eeirly quiet

and you could'nt tell 

there had been anything there 

at all

alongside

the crashing fireworks 

melting into the night 

we will be forgotten in the same way

after being lit up

raising up to the sky

exploding in all our light

and then slowly fading 

away into nothing 

as life seeps out of our bodies

the course of a firework is the same as the course of a life

i would gladly explode

against the sapphire moonlight

in all my sparks and 

all my light

to be loud

to be fierce

to be free

i blow up and bloom

for my own sake

not to get attention

or some sort of validation

from other fireworks not yet ready to spread out

or explode into truly living life