A/n: A short fanfic on Peeta's feelings about Katniss' despair- takes place after the third book.
Madness
It was getting to the point where I couldn't bear it. Her sickly silence, diseased with depression... Katniss had died, leaving behind a Sleeping Beauty that I have kissed a thousand times, but she never wakes up. Out children are the only things that keep me here- they give me hope. Sometimes she smiles, and on those rare days we are a family. But then she'll see some artifact of the dark past, and it sets her off again. Perhaps she really is insane- and I am just as mad for still loving her.