Feed Me... Poem by Leria Hawkins

Date: March 14,2014

It’s funny…
When you were breaking my heart,
I had so much to say
But now I know I've let you go
The fire has burned away
I've learned to quell my longing
I keep the flames at bay
My passion turned to apathy
As desire began to fade
It never was your whispers, dear
That held me to the flames
What kept the fire burning
Was the torture of the game
I've always known your favor
Would come with many strings
And I let you bind me tightly
For the anguish of the sting
Once I dreamed of futures
Standing in your perfect light
But time has offered wisdom
In lines of black and white
There’s method to this madness
I’m not a martyr to the blues
It’s just another path to insight
A way to feed the muse…

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