Leaving the field

One morning I woke up, the price board was bright red,

My account… burned out as if it had never existed.

Many sleepless nights watching the chart,

Now there is only one word left: “Once”.

Once believed in waves, in liquidity zones,

Once thought that tomorrow I would be able to recover.

But the candles kept falling, my heart was empty,

Until I realized… I had to let go.

Lock the app, close the chart,

The market calls but my heart doesn't dare to look.

Friends ask: “Are you trading again?”

Just shake my head: “No… just let it go.”

The wind blows through those shaky days,

Those times of FOMO, those afternoons of SL.

The account burned — but I continue to live,

Just leaving the field… to feel a little lighter.

Maybe tomorrow, when I am calm again,

I will come back to see how the market is.

But today — please turn off the lights, step out,

Keep the smile… for the dreams ahead.

💧