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.
