A.N. Now here I also don't own anything, I forget who wrote the original story, but I found this on Tumblr and figured it would make a great poem.
Disclaimer- Suzanne Collins owns the Hunger Games, and that person on Tumblr mentioned above owns the actual story. I just put it into a poem.
One time,
When Haymitch
Was drunk,
He walked around the town
And came across
Madge.
He stopped
And looked at her
For a
Second,
And she asked
What
Was
Wrong.
Suddenly,
He began to shout
At her,
Crying,
Asking her
Why she had left him
Alone.
Asking
Why she had to
Die,
Why he
Lived.
He was disgusted
At himself,
Too cowardly
to kill himself
And join her,
Which was
What he
Wanted.
Madge
Began to
Cry,
Not knowing
What
Was
Happening,
And Haymitch stopped,
Walked
Over
To
Her,
And said,
"Don't cry,
Maysilee.
I'm sorry."
Then
She
Realized.