Last Thoughts
It is over now
The spear digs into my gut
Hopelessly over.
I hear her approach
Her devastated cry echoes
"Rue!" she know it's over.
Katniss arms her bow
Thwong! The bow string smacks the limbs
Katniss doesn't miss.
She's bent over me
The hope dies in her eyes
The tears began to rain.
"Sing…" I began to plead
I do not know why I asked
Numbness sets in "Sing…"
The song was very sweet
It was gargled in tear drops
But it was still sweet.
I can see the stars
I can see all that I've lost
I'm drifting away.
It is over now
I loved her like a sister
Yet she'll never know...
Author's note: This poem was mainly a gate to begin writing fics in The Hunger Games. If you have time please review, even if it's just a flame. If you have more time please answer my poll on what long term fic I should write.
P.S. For some reason document manager would not allow a space between the stanzas. I had to seperate them with the line. I apologize for this.