​The Sovereign Spark.

Watch the oxygen of my ambition
Feed the hunger of this new-born heat.
I am no longer warming myself
At the fires of others.
I have become the bonfire.
​I shed the tattered layers of yesterday’s grief,
Trading the heavy flannels for a cloak of living light.
Let the skeptics stand in the shadows I cast;
I am busy forging a destiny that bears no soot,
Only the brilliance of a diamond under siege.
With every breath, I reclaim the throne,
Striking the flint of my soul against the world's cold stone
To finally, irrevocably, ignite my flame.