Darker than the darkest shadow, standing on a razor's edge the light prevails the shadows.
Dark whispers can be heard the voices crash into silence.
Lights dwindle and flicker, the colors clash like spilt blood.
Dark diamonds flicker like fragments of soul waiting to be collected.
Dark diamonds are woven into dreams the essence remains the same.
Divided I'm constantly chasing the the light to the horizon line.
The dark ethereal the diamond in the rough and hard to touch the, The dark diamond sparkles.
Finding the truth when diamonds are legend there are greater gifts to be found. They are Brilliant with beauty but do not show much light.
Only a few can hinder what's really inside, for truth be told not many can find that knowledge and depth of endurance that a dark diamond hides.
Just like a dark diamond darkness can embed your soul,
The pressures of life have caused you to harden.
The rarest of gems at the top of the list a dark diamond will always be wanted, will always hold beauty, always be wanted.
Can never be owned or idly flaunted for dark diamonds have dark virtues.

Written by Kelly O'Hara 7th June 2014