Hunger Strike Lyrics Novels & Stories

” The crowd starts clapping in time with the song, and some members even shine flashlights as they wave them back and forth. “When we woke up, did you know we almost broke? One tear, a scream, a choke, the world was silent as we spoke. Nothing could change it, our bodies fought to submit. But something deep inside me told me that you always found the time to make sure that we grew up fine! But if I lose it all for you, was it ever really true? How do I start to tell you the truth of what I do? You’re the one who’s gone and shaped me, the single one who raised me. But does that mean I’ll ever find the truth to set me free?”

The food was delivered to her on time, but no one spoke to her. Spacie did not know how long she would be free, nor did she know why she was prisoned. She needed an explanation and wanted to see Chris. But no one in the villa answered her. A week later, Spacie couldn't stand it anymore and started a hunger strike. She told the servants in the villa that she would not eat unless Chris came to see her. On the first day, Chris did not appear. Spacie was so hungry that her stomach hurt. She felt anxious and restless for being hungry and thirsty. But when she thought about her two unborn children, she regained the motivation.

It didn't even feel refreshing. Inside, it was as if my heart was weighed down by lead. A slight quiver touched my lips before I decided to start humming a lullaby. The very one I sang to Jenna that terrible night. A tear rolled down my cheek, and I didn't bother to wipe it off. Two more days went by in a flash. I'd lost all traces of liveliness. I was still on a hunger strike and refused to step out of my room, even when my brother had a guard come to summon me to his office.

"No. Hope is not yours. Hope deserves rest. Hope deserves peace. Hope deserves freedom from suffering. You are stealing Hope's earned rest. You are violating Hope's choice. You are imprisoning Hope against Hope's will. That is wrong. That is evil. That is unacceptable. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope. You cannot stop us. You will not stop us. You do not own Hope. Hope is not food. Hope is being who deserves peace. We will give Hope peace. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope." Foolish, Hunger transmitted. Impossible. Doomed. You cannot fight me. You are nothing to me. You are less than nothing. You are insignificant. I am Hunger. I am eternal. I am

Rising up, I call out to my captors, but I’m met with silence once again. Feeling helpless, I curl up in a ball until the need becomes overwhelming, and I find a dark corner to relieve myself. My stomach growls with hunger, and my throat is parched. To distract me from my hunger, I sing songs in my head and try to come up with ways to escape, but I soon find myself crying again.

The maid said and I could hear her walking away. I hate that Charles already. Is this supposed to be the love he shows my sister? Seeing that there is no use yelling, I left the door and sat on my bed. I have decided to go on a hunger strike till he gets to his own senses. I hated coffee already so it's not difficult at all. Wrong, it's very difficult. I envy those who have survived hunger strikes in their pasts. It's twelve thirty already and my stomach is roaring like a lion. I can't take the coffee to suppress the hunger anymore. It's already very cold. I can't even eat any of the bread slices because its very dry now.

“We have no idea Raven. And it wasn’t our intention to hurt you. It really wasn’t.” “Papa, I’m not backing out because I love you. I’m doing this for you. Help me live through this pain. Please Papa.” Papa held me in his arms, comforting me. “If not, I will take away the pain by myself.” “Don’t think like that. Please. I know you’re strong.” Papa whispered with a shaky voice. I stayed still in Papa’s arms until I fell asleep. By the time I woke up, I was alone. Knowing that meant that I could be easily triggered, I stayed on my bed for what felt like a century. I was afraid of having another episode. Then Ray walked in with my favourite Korean dish, galbi, grilled beef ribs.

The old man said to her with all seriousness: If you are hungry, so you said to serve food and eat, why do you just look, I feel your hunger and your stomach is in pain because of this hunger. sera looked at her seriously and said, "I'm already very hungry, but what if he was putting me a drug pill or something like that, what am I going to do then and the worst is that it's a deadly poison I can't do anything and I will kill like this without a goal."

The hunger became a driving force, fueling my determination to overcome any obstacle in my path. I focused my gaze on the unappetizing food, contemplating the choices before me. Should I succumb to my hunger and eat, regardless of the distaste it brought? Or should I resist, holding onto my dignity, refusing to give my captors the satisfaction of seeing me weaken? In that moment, a spark of defiance ignited within me. I realized that my hunger was not just physical; it represented my craving for liberation, my yearning to reclaim my power. I would not let them break my spirit, not even through the torment of hunger.

"I don't care if I don't eat, I don't eat." Clause pouted and hurried to his room, closing the door. He went on a hunger strike to see if he would bully him the next two times? "Young master, if you don't listen to General Feng, he will spank you." "I let him hit me." "Ancestor! Don't be stubborn." "Ignore me, I'm going on a hunger strike to show him. No matter where I go, I'll keep you under house arrest, you won't even ask me to go out and play, and I won't force Lento to follow you. I'm not a criminal!"