Certain times.
There were certain times
when I when I find myself
wanting to eat something.
But I know I can't.
Want.
"What matters is what the heart wants.
But what the heart wants,
it does not get. Blisteringly."
I'll miss fasting.
It is amazing.
Let's say it's an
Annual Month of Self-Discovery.
When I find myself fade like fog
in this world that lies of paradise,
this light comes back to me
and cleans the obscurity away
from my blind eyes.
I know I am weak.
But after this month,
I'll be stronger.
Hopefully.
And I can come out and say with triumph :
I found myself.
