Hunger and Drive

In the quiet chambers of a restless mind, A hunger for words, a passion undefined. With pen in hand and dreams ablaze so bright, I embark on this journey, through day and night. The fire within, an insatiable drive, To weave tales and stories that come alive. Through every hurdle, I'll steadfastly strive, For the heart of a writer never can be deprived. Through pages, I'll wander, explore and roam, Ink and paper, my refuge, my home. In the quest for stories, I'll gladly dive, Fuelled by the hunger to truly thrive. With each word, a hunger quenched anew, As I chase the horizon where dreams come true. To be a writer, a soul so alive, With hunger and drive, I'll surely survive. Through storms and calm, I'll remain inspired, With every line, my spirit's fire required. For the hunger to write, forever will strive, In this world of words, I'm fully alive.