Survivor At Last

by violet.worlds

A tribute to Katniss' mother and her struggles with loss. The idea just popped into my head. I'm not much of a poet, and the rhyme scheme isn't the best, but hopefully you get the gist. K because...because. Hope you enjoy it!

Best friend. Gone.

But still life goes on.

Husband gone. Nothing left.

Two small children. That was it.

No reason to live. No way to survive.

She fell into a dark pit. Tried not to cry.

She scared her children. That was for sure.

But they were both survivors. Unlike her.

Her daughter fed the family. Coaxed her out of the depression.

But she was never forgiven. She still senses the hatred.

Then the loss hit her again. Her daughter's in the Hunger Games.

But she swore she wouldn't leave this time. For her children, she'd remain.

Her daughter came back. She forgave her mother.

But that wasn't it. The struggle wasn't over.

A new rebellion began. Her home was destroyed.

Whisked to a strange new land. Watched her daughter almost die.

Then it was over. The Games were all gone.

But she had forgotten. There isn't war without loss.

A beautiful primrose. Wilted in the sun.

She felt the crushing pain again. Dead, another loved one.

But still life goes on. She should know that by now.

Because she is a survivor. At last, she pulled through.