A/N: Well, here's the last piece for Burning Bright! Hope you've enjoyed it, and Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!


3. A Feather In Flames

A jail has kept me

Away from the sun

And as for my freedom

Now I have none

It's so damp and dark

In this prison cell

Almost as damp

And wet as a well

Hear the noise of the rats

In the darkness and murk

I try to keep them away

In the shadows they lurk

And I know that they mock me

With a rotten place like this

They're like lying snakes

With their sibilant hiss

I just know I miss her so much

Oh I wish I could say

Please don't worry 'bout me

Beautiful Mockingjay

What's even worse

That I hate and dread

The footsteps of the people - the monsters

That hijack my head

Cause I'm never sure

Of what's real and what's not

Sometimes I despair and I think

That I'll sit here and rot

But if I could do one thing

One thing in the world

I'd tell her to fly away now

My bright Fire Bird

Part of me hopes

She'll come bursting in here

The other part insists

That'd be my greatest fear

Oh, just take my advice

And fly far, far away

Stay away from me

My love, my Mockingjay.