Is this real?
A Hunger Games Poem
She laughs away her memories,
But they never leave her mind.
He tries his very best,
But the image is still clear.
The pictures that he paints,
Only hurt what's left of her shell.
The shell that she created,
To escape from the memory of hell.
When she walk's out and sees her garden,
She breaks down in tears.
Nothing can stop the waterfall,
She cries in blackness.
When she dreams it returns,
The Mockingjays serenade.
While she watches her single primrose,
Get blown away by a grenade.
The girl knows the reason,
The boy will soon learn.
She can never hide the truth,
They never will forget.
She says she killed so many,
Yet it wasn't her fault.
The people did it all for her,
She thinks of it as an assualt.
This poem is finishing,
There is not much time left.
Katniss lives on,
as do Peeta and Gale.
The Mockingjay survived,
Saved many lives and hopes.
But there is one thing we know for sure,
Katniss roots break easily, as does she.
Please, I'M NOT MOCKING KATNISS! She is my favourite character, dammit! Still, I hope you enjoy the poem that:
1. Came to me after we noticed that our slide was breaking. LOL
2. Took me an hour or two to finish in one go with no breaks.
3. AND has a title that has nothing to do with the poem. (It's actually a refrence to Mockingjay: When Peeta ask Katniss about his memories. Quote: 'So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real."')
CRITISISM ACCEPTED. REVIEWS ACCEPTED. CYBER BULLYING NOT ACCEPTED.t
Phew. That was long.
Going to bed now. Byes!
The-Otaku-Ride-Who-Lived