Walking with no destination among the explosions in my mind
Such feelings are delicate, and require work to find
In these moments, the smile says it all
Standing on a cliff, yet unafraid to fall
Everything is beautifully innocent and light
The shaking fireworks are painfully, delightfully bright
Once achieved, there is no turning back
Past and future turn to gray and black
When the blinding light fades, only faint memories remain
But awareness itself will help you through pain