A/N: Hola mi amigos! Well, I know in the first chapter (I think) it says this will only be one, but I felt something from my inner-writer calling me out to continue these. They're basically just a bunch of free-verse poems about times during the Hunger Games Trilogy, from anyone's POV. This one is Peeta's POV when Katniss gets picked.
"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute"
Nonononono.
This is n*o*t* happening to
ME.
B#A#D thing only happen in
Fairytales.
Only happen to
!H!E!R!O!I!C!
People;
H*e*r*o*e*s who battle
firebreathingdragons.
not to people like
Me.
So I stand there,
(frozen)
With my heart
S
H
A
T
T
E
R
E
D
Into a million and one pieces.
And I am unable to find them all
I almost do,
But then I another name enters my ears
UNWELCOMED.
I k^n^o^w this name.
The name is mine.
So I {watch myself}
Walk up the staircase of
H
O
P
E
L
E
S
S
N
E
S
S
To my arranged death.
P-E-O-P-L-E-
Might tell you I had a
C.h.a.n.c.e.
But that chance left me the moment
Her
Name was called.
That
b"e"a"u"t"I"f"u"l
soul who stands so
completlybrokenlikeglass
in front of me,
That girl's spirit will be my assassin
I already know it
Even if she doesn't.
I couldn't feel my heart b=e=a=t=i=n=g
Anymore.
The rhythmic "thumps" were replaced with a
Hurricane of
F
E
A
R
T?R?A?S?H?I?N?G?
in my chest.
One look into those
Strongstrongstrong
grayirises
And I knew.
I knew how completely
Hopeless
Everything was from then on.
How pathetic
We would be,
Letting the
CAPTIAL
Run us around like mice in a maze
We were
forever trapped
In this prison cell we call
Life,
And there was
N
O
T
H
I
N
G
We could do.