yesterday, we were all alone and afraid for not just our lives, but our existences. come sunset, we had the whole world, but our wings grew larger because they believed one critical lie, that we were free. we soared across the night sky on the wings now able to carry our weight in self-doubt and fear for the future. we said we wanted a revolution, but were incapable of acting on our words. then an incredible blaze lit up the witching hour, our wings and a great opportunity both making worthy sacrifices in order to realize the threats we've hid from for so long were already far behind us. we used to always think ahead, yet never imagined anything of interest beyond this night. but finally, a new day is breaking. and with it, transparency. after all this time. for the first time in ages, i question what i'll do tomorrow. i can do whatever i want to. but what's next for us? we gave it our all and it paid off. we pretended, but couldn't keep it within us. we killed the fear, we didn't want it. we're not afraid anymore. come what may.
