Only my Sense of Lack

Only my sense of lack

has me overindulging, overspending, and overworking myself.

For I must feel some emptiness inside,

To have such a need to overfill,

Or overtax myself,

with anything.

Only my belief in lack,

my physical sense of something missing  from the now,

gives me cravings that imprison me in some way.

Practice times of fasting from the things you crave,

The things you want so strongly,

even though too much of them is a burden.

Give your systems time to integrate all the input,

digest and detox your senses,

before filling them too quickly again.

Only the beginning of the fast is difficult,

For as babies scream in rage when scissors are taken away,

so too, our physical senses have become hooked

on ever more input and sensation.

Just like the screaming child,

our cravings explode with rage when denied.

Though the fast be difficult,

your reward is freedom from the chains

that bound you to desires that can never satisfy.