Hey, everyone! I wrote this poem when The Hunger Games movie was out in theatres and posted it a few days after that. One of my latest reviewers (who sent me a wonderful and very flattering review, I may add) mentioned that I misspelled "Breathe" so I went back and fixed that up. I also noticed that all the stuff I wrote here in the author note-which most people, me included, don't even read-made me sound like a complete nut job, and I decided to deleted all of that out of this too. I am still very much a fangirl, but at least this AN is much less scary to read. ;)

This poem is free verse so each line doesn't always rhyme (hence it being called "free verse"). Reviews are still cherished and critiques on how to make this humble piece of work better are always welcomed-so long as they don't just say "this sucked a lot". Flames are for fireplaces, not fiction-fan or otherwise. :)

I am obviously not Suzanne Collins, and I'm not receiving any monetary gain from my writing; any copyright infringement is unintentional. All rights of The Hunger Games belong to Suzanne Collins and the movie makers, I just happened to be inspired by their work and created this for both other's enjoyment and my own.

Now without further ado, here is If Only. ~ Knowing Grace over and out!


If Only

Breathe in

All I can hope to feel

Is nothing deep inside

It's hanging just outside my reach

And I only want to hide

From all the painfulness in life

It's getting much too hard

This pressing on

So I'll lay down my arms

Give up this fight

Quit on this war

So I can sleep tonight

And I will fight no more

Fight no more

If only I could. . .

If I could. . .

If only. . . .

Just one thing keeps me

Running through these trees

What is that, you may ask

I'll tell you the truth

It was a promise that I gave

So I must go on, go on

And I breathe in

All I don't want to feel inside

Is following me

Chasing me through the woods

Dogging me through the day

Haunting me in dreams

Till they crash over me

With visions of smiles and tears

Hopes and fears

And all I want to do

Is just give in

Just give up

If only I could. . .

If I could. . .

If only. . . .

But I live on another day

fleeing from the hunters

Who lust for blood

Spilling scarlet innocence

Upon the fallen leaves

Praying that I can beat this nightmare

And awaken again

To the real world

To love

So I breathe in

And race on towards the goal

Swinging my sword

Drawing back my bow

Sending an arrow through the air

Along with a song

Of hope in vain

And I wish for the end

Of it all

So I can return

To life

If only I could. . .

If I could. . .

If only. . . .

Breathe in

It's somehow over now

And I can go back

To the way it was

Before the blood

Before the tears

Before the shame

Before the scars

If only I could. . .

If I could. . .

If only. . . .

~Knowing Grace