Another new poem! Yay! More angst as Finn begins to accept the fact that Rachel is dead. Sure, he's upset. Who wouldn't be? This poem is basically to express the hurt, sadness, guilt, and anger he feels towards Rachel's death. I hope you enjoy! This poem is entitled 'Free Her Soul'.

Even though the officers and investigators

Told everyone Rachel was dead,

Finn still believed she was alive.

If there was one thing Rachel was,

It was a fighter.

She wouldn't give up so easily.

Still, the more often the police stopped by to question everyone,

One by one,

The more uneasy Finn became,

And the more he began to give into their assumption.

Rachel Berry, the best girlfriend he had ever had, was dead.

She wasn't coming back.

She'd never sing again.

She'd never tell him, in that soft, innocent voice, that she loved him.

He'd never feel her lips against his,

Moving with the rhythm of their heartbeats.

It made him want to cry.

He rode his bike to the large, grassy park in his neighborhood.

The bench by the tall oak tree was where Rachel had first told Finn she loved him.

Yet not wanting to reminisce,

He rode straight past it and down the trail

Until he found a large lake,

Frozen over in a thin sheet of ice.

Ice-skating is easy, Finn. Rachel had told him, her cheeks a rosy color from the cold. Come have some fun!

Even then, he could still see Rachel gliding across the ice,

Laughing and begging Finn to join her.

He had been doubtful at first,

But grew more confident as he saw Rachel glide smoothly over the shiny surface.

Of course, then the ice had been much thicker.

The thin sheet that covered the lake now wouldn't have even supported Rachel's weight,

And she weighed hardly anything.

He picked up a stone he found on the ground

And threw it at the lake,

A crack shattering the perfect sheet of ice.

"Why did you have to take her?" Finn yelled, tears streaming down his cheeks.

He threw another rock at the ice, breaking the thin surface.

"She was going to be a star! She was supposed to make it big!

She wasn't supposed to die!" Finn screamed angrily, walking up to the edge of the lake.

"You took away the girl I loved! You took her soul!" He screamed again,

Kicking the ground.

His sobs grew quieter,

And his short burst of anger faded away,

And was instead, replaced by longing.

"Give her back." He begged quietly, sinking to the ground, sobbing.

"Give Rachel back to me. I'll love her good this time. Just give her back."

When he glanced up, he saw them ice-skating again, laughing and enjoying the cold air.

It was only for a moment

And then it was gone.

The memory had disappeared

Just like Rachel had.

Aw! This poem was definitely one of my favorites. The next poem will be told from the point of view from a random character (suggestions are always welcomed!) as they cope with Rachel's death. As I just mentioned, I am always happy to take suggestions from my readers! So don't feel shy; tell me, whose point of view would you like to see? Keep in mind that Hailey and Daniel's (Rachel's murderer) point of views are also options. After this upcoming poem, Rachel's point of view will return once more. I hope you enjoyed! Read my other stories ('In the End, It's Right [but please, read the first one first if you haven't! It's entitled 'It Only Takes 5 Weeks to Fall in Love'], 'The Other Way Around', and 'The Only Hope for Me is You')! Like my Facebook page! It is entitled 'Finntastic17- Fanfiction'. And most importantly, REVIEW!