Mr Lovable and Mr Lonesome

by Sam o' Rama

*MOCKINGJAY SPOILERS* A poem alternating between two characters POVs at the end of the book. Please R&R!

I am the star-crossed lover,

Lost in a galaxy of hate.

I have all the riches I need,

All the fame I ever wanted,

And yet,

I am alone.

I am the star-crossed lover,

Floating in the world of my dreams.

I live in a meadow of too-sad memories,

In an infant of a country,

And yet,

I am happy.

I am the hunter,

She was the deer.

I had her in my arms,

My lips to her neck,

But she was the only one I failed to catch.

I am alone.

I am the baker,

She was the bird.

I sat and I listened,

Watching and waiting for her to sing.

And it was beautiful.

I am happy.

I am the storm that swirls and destroys.

I run free as water,

I sit caged as a songbird.

I promised her the sky,

But she wanted the ground.

I am alone.

I am the spring that comforts and nourishes.

I bring light,

Once the winter is over.

I promised her my love,

And she took my hand.

I am happy.

I am Mr. Lovable.

I am Mr. Lonesome.

I soar through skies of sunset orange,

And the stars of the brightest white.

I lie imprisoned behind bars of guilt,

And shackles of silk.

My passion heals me,

My pain grounds me,

And my

Grief,

Anger,

Drives me.

And yet,

I am…

…Happy.

…Alone.