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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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Dreams Left Tattered

I wake each day to a muted sun,  
The clock’s stern ticking has just begun.  
A job that drains, a soul confined,  
Dreams left tattered, hope maligned.  

The walls are gray, the tasks mundane,  
Each hour passes, a weary refrain.  
The spark I held, it flickers dim,  
Lost in a sea of "just fit in."  

I loathe the grind, the endless fight,  
To trade my days for sleepless nights.  
But fear’s a whisper, soft yet strong,  
"What if you're wrong? What if you're wrong?"  

The bills, they loom, a heavy shroud,  
Responsibilities speak aloud.  
"Stay where it’s safe, don’t chase the dream,  
Life’s not as simple as it may seem."  

Yet somewhere deep, a fire remains,  
A yearning voice that breaks the chains.  
"Step out, be bold, let courage lead,  
Plant a new path, sow your own seed."  

The fear persists, it grips, it bites,  
But freedom glimmers in the nights.  
A leap of faith may tear the veil,  
And turn the fear into a tale.  

So here I stand, at courage’s door,  
Afraid to leave, afraid of more.  
But maybe soon, I’ll find my way,  
And live to love my work one day.

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