It's so sad but fireworks reminds me of my youth.
That what was once exciting, glamorous, sparkly, lively , could eventually die off leaving nothing but awkward silence, and pitch darkness that swallows up everything we once believed in...
I don't know if I'm being too pessimistic but the beauty of our youth is that we never want it to end.
Infact we never even thought it would end, we were all impulsive and adventurous and boom one day we realise we don't have the energy to glow anymore or to be bubbly. We wake up to the harsh reality that we can't just make life decisions without having long lists of things to consider, we just watch our lights burn out helplessly...
And the truth is learning to accept this new reality and the expectations and pressure to understand and grow up. But we are all new and learning to just be this new version of ourselves, this version that never gets to dream out loud without thinking twice or worrying if its unrealistic. This version that forcefully put our face down because we are not confident to face the world anymore, and even if we were, the weight of the world on our shoulders is already overbearing and we just want to survive one day at a time...
I hope and pray that in the midst of this darkness we find ourselves sinking into, that we never lose the will to fight back and regain our lights, that we always find a silver lining in any version of life we see ourselves in, and that we never give up on ourselves!

To anyone fighting so hard to embrace themselves, this is dedicated to hug and whisper to you that you are not alone 💖!
© ogechukwu