Diamond in Flames

 

Diamond in Flames

If one must choose the strength to overcome, let it be with the blade of decision driven into the heart of doubt. It is in courage that the soul finds shelter; it is courage that keeps alive the spark of what still breathes within us. I walked through misty paths, and what was mine never arrived with a name engraved on it. I lacked the gesture, the boldness to allow things to be, and I lost battles that might have been mine by right.

Not every hand that calls to us is the one that cradles us with tenderness — some caresses wound more deeply than abandonment itself. Illusions, those enchantresses, command time and paint moments with colors that soon fade. Hand in hand with solitude, my open heart became an altar of misfortunes. I took too long to find myself, and even when I did, it felt as if I were always one step away from me. I saw myself as dull, without charm, a shadow among lights that did not recognize me.

I always wished to give myself entirely, but I was never enough — I only wanted to be visible, to be presence and not absence. In the abyss of failure, I found the fascination of reinventing myself. Destiny, if you hold a map for me, draw it with conviction. I have wasted too much time on promises carried away by the wind; I no longer bow to kingdoms built on lies.

I fight. I wait. And I grow weary of myself. I want to escape, to change, to reach the end of a cycle that consumes me. Only God knows the weight of silencing one's own being. I want to shout to the world what burns in my chest, but my voice dissolves into the echo of silence. I never had all that I desired, and my own will wounds me like a sharpened blade. This life, which grants me so little, still witnesses my struggle for a fleeting moment of joy.

One day I am victory, the next, defeat. One day I am laughter, the next, a tear. And these tears, falling like fiery rain, extinguish the blaze of pain — yet they are so intense that they reignite embers within the soul.

I want to be a diamond: rare, unbreakable, desired — yet free to live emotions that leave eternal footprints in memory. Sadness still clothes me, but with stubbornness I climb thorny cliffs, barefoot, searching for a divine trace that may grant me peace. I want to conquer what I seek so desperately: a connection with the sacred in life, where limits are agreed upon, not imposed.