Another day, dreams and promise begin. As orders are placed and hope floods in. The market opens and hours tick by. As markets tick low and markets tick high. The trades go on and breath gets sucked. As by close of business you try not to get fucked.
@Trader_Dante Sounds like you wrote this in Drawdown @Trader_Dante Like a poetic eulogy.
@Trader_Dante Seriously, did you write this on the toilet? The periods . . .
@Trader_Dante The charts they mock, with lines so cold, Where fortunes won, turn stories old. So take a breath, before the trade, For in this game, some losses are made.
@Trader_Dante Once a trade is placed there are only a few things you can do. Cut loss or take profit. Is that simple.
@Trader_Dante you're slowly becoming a poet 😊