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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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Chained To The Past

Bitter winds, they howl and sting,  
Whispering truths I dare not sing.  
Her name, a weight I cannot lift,  
A shattered heart, a poisoned gift.  

I try to climb, but roots hold tight,  
Memories linger, stealing the light.  
Her shadow walks where I once stood,  
I’d forgive her now, if only I could.  

Each promise broken, each vow betrayed,  
Her laughter echoes, sharp and frayed.  
Yet here I stand, in the ruins we made,  
Chained to the past, where dreams decay.  

Bitterness blooms where love once grew,  
Its thorns pierce deep, their venom true.  
I ask for strength, to let it go,  
To heal the wounds I do not show.  

But the path feels long, the road unclear,  
Each step I take, she feels near.  
Still, I know this storm won’t last—  
Time will soften the edges of the past.  

Until that day, I carry the weight,  
Of love and loss, of anger and fate.  
Yet I choose to walk, though the journey is rough,  
Because in healing, I’ll find I’m enough.

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