Rise of the Chef

Introduced in the steam, suds on my palms,

Dish pit dreams, drowning in the calm.

Slipped on the grease, nearly broke my pride,

Had to scrub the doubt, left my ego outside.

Plates stacked high, mountain of regret,

Sweat dripping down, but I ain’t fold yet.

In the kitchen heat, I found my grind,

Flipping failure to flavor, seasonin' my mind.

Mistakes on the menu, I tasted 'em raw,

Served 'em on a platter, now they clap in awe.

Outworked 'em all, left the doubters to simmer,

Knife cuts sharper, ambition got dimmer.

From dish soap dreams to the head of the line,

Call me the chef, now this kitchen is mine.

Burners on blast, turned scars into flames,

Recipes written in the sweat of my name.

Chopping up my fears, dicing every doubt,

Ingredients of hustle, that’s what I’m about.

They said I’d stay scrubbing, chained to the sink,

But I plated my passion, gave 'em food for the think.

Sauce so rich, it could pay my rent,

Every dish I touch, feels heaven-sent.

Burning both ends, in the heat of the night

Fighting for every inch, chasing the light

In the kitchen's glow, I lost my face

Fried dreams and flour, I ran the race

Drowned in the craft, no time to breathe

Sacrificed my soul, for the dish to succeed

Echoes of laughter, distant and cold

Memories fading, stories left untold

This is my fight, my endless grind

Lost in the flame, I can't unwind

Hoped to find my way back home

But I'm alone, in this stone

Cut through the darkness, sharp and fast

Skipped moments that I can't get back

Family waits in silent despair

I was too busy, too caught up to care

Yearning for connections, pieces gone

A heart of steel, now feels alone

This is my fight, my endless grind

Lost in the flame, I can't unwind

Hoped to find my way back home

But I'm alone, in this stone

I want to heal, I want to mend

Rebuild the ties that I can't defend

To hold my sisters and parents near

Let love erase all the fear

Sacrificed my health, poured out my soul

Worked a hundred ten, lost control

Shut out the world, in my own domain

Forgot the love, forgot the pain

Gotta find a way, break these chains

Reconnect with what remains

This is part 1 of the rise of a chef