I am a firework
in more ways than one
I am a loud outburst of color and flame
I am intense
and I am beautiful
I am a sensation striking awe and amazement throughout crowds
of spectators
but with my beauty I am an epitome of self destruction
I was designed to ruin the relationships I have built
and the progress I have made
my flames trickle down one by one
my beauty vanishes through thin air
suddenly I become lost
what was once a journey of excitement grows old
the same as a daily commute
I loose my spark
my drive
my will
to continue any attempt of self progression
I am a continuous cycle of explosions and disappointments
I am a firecracker
light me once, I never fail to amaze your senses
though once wick has reached its end
and the fire has burned through my exterior
I am left to be nothing but an empty shell with torn wrappings
I will let my flames loose through your soul
sparing nothing but what you think to be your sanity
and my sound will tear my way through your soundproof heart
I am a firework
in more ways than one
I lack the ability to contain my absurdity
and you lack the ability to to tame my gun powder veins
from spilling through the streets of my own mind
you cannot stop me from my nature to self destruct