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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.
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Wounds Heal, Scars Fade!

In shadowed corners, memories cling,
Whispers of hurt, a tethered string.
But time, a sculptor, smooths the scars,
And mends the wounds with passing stars.

Hold fast to lessons learned, that's true,
But shed the weight of what you've been through.
The past's a burden, heavy and vast,
Release its grip, and free yourself at last.

Like leaves that fall, then gently sway,
Let bygone days drift on their way.
Wounds heal, though whispers may remain,
Scars fade, a testament to weathered pain.

So open arms to what's yet to be,
Embrace the dawn, and set your spirit free.
For in the present, hope takes flight,
And futures bloom in golden light.

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