Hunger Strike Lyrics Novels & Stories

He stood up from his chair and stared at me. "If you refuse to eat, then we'll both go on hunger strike. I won't eat anything till you do," he said and marched into the bathroom. My eyes trailer him then I sighed and continued staring into space. While I stared into space, all I did was to through the memory lane. I recalled the happy times when I had no sorrow or worries. My present was like being thrown into a cage with no escape route. Tears trickled down my face as I went over those thoughts.

Stare at all the visitors who come. "Mr. Thunder." My gaze fixed on Mas Guntur who was very surprised to hear his name being called. He looked pale, staring at his surroundings in a daze. "Please ask Mr. Guntur to come on stage." Mas Guntur trembled to the stage. I smiled behind the mask. This is very interesting. This has to be the happiest moment of my life. I can finally avenge the pain I've received so far. "Sorry, ma'am. What did I do wrong? I don't feel like I did anything bad to this company. If so, I'm sorry, but don't lay off me, ma'am. What will my children and wife eat later?"

A fear I could not handle. As Henry persisted, fueled by both alcohol and misplaced longing. He grabbed my arse. I tried kicking him where the sun doesn't shine but I couldn't as he trapped my legs between his. "Henry… please… stop!" I pleaded, struggling against his insistent hold. Tears were already gathering in my eyes, and my lips were quivering. As Harvey's attempt at a forceful kiss became more intense panic surged within me. Just when it seemed I couldn't escape his grasp, a sudden impact jarred our entangled forms. A powerful force sent Henry stumbling backward, releasing his grip on me.

“Here, I brought your favorite meal! You must be starving. You haven’t eaten since yesterday!” “I don’t want to eat. I want to leave this godforsaken house already,” I spat angrily. “And until then, I’m going on a hunger strike. You guys either send me out of this house, or until I die in it,” I threatened, and she gasped, clutching the rare pearls around her neck in horror.

Every time keys jingle, my stomach tightens so hard it hurts. And the food, when it does come, it comes like I’m a stray animal. Sometimes through the door by the woman. Other times, it’s just another hand I don’t recognise. The last few times it was thrown. Literally tossed into the room like trash. And I still scrambled for it. Because dignity means nothing when you’re starving. At least I eat. At least there’s water. If they were going to kill me, they’d have done it by now. Right? So what do they want? Ransom?

Climbing out of windows, ducking security cams, and sneaking into the night like a ninja had been my thing long before I could spell “trouble.” I dusted my hands and pulled my black hoodie tighter, melting into the shadows of the L.A. night. The city buzzed faintly in the distance, but this part of it was still quiet, the moon casting silver over empty sidewalks. My stomach growled for the third time. “Right, hunger strike,” I muttered sarcastically. Since my brothers refused to let me go on the school trip, I figured I’d protest the only way I knew how to,by starving. But who was I kidding? Hunger and I were not friends.

"Get off!" The masked man grunted and let go of my waist. The blond guy saw me struggle and grabbed me by the throat. He shouted at the guy on the ground. "Strip her and get pictures while you're at it!" The masked man recovered and slapped me hard across the face. "That's for kicking me!" The two of them pinned me against the wall. By the time my clothes were ripped down to my underwear, tears had already started falling. Suddenly, the pressure on my body vanished. A jacket was thrown over me.

Please make your choice. The prompt came again. I closed my eyes and made up my mind. "I'm going home." There was nothing left here worth staying for, no one left worth saving. [Exchange complete. Passage home will now open.] As the words settled, the sky shifted. A crimson glow spread overhead as the earth began to tremble, a deep rumble rolling beneath our feet. "It's a sign from the heavens!" The crowd erupted in celebration. People cheered, pointed at the sky, and praised what they believed was a blessing.

You have given me something that I can't live without You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt But I don't want to carry on like everything is fine The longer we ignore it, all the more that we will fight. Please, don't fall apart I can't face your breaking heart I'm trying to be brave Stop asking me to stay. I sing the above lyrics directly to harry so he know what I want to convey and knows that I hate hurting him and that I am hurting too but I can't stay and hurt him more . He just closes his eyes and listens to my voice and the words speaking my heart . I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us