Coffins

Why cant I leave?

Why is it that the ashes are calling

Me?

I hate this place,

With its streets of ash and piles of bones.

Bones, bones, everywhere.

Never giving me peace.

Leave me alone!

But bones

cant hear.

That place, it reeks of

Memories.

Echoes.

Go away!

My home is a grave.

A shadow.

My mind

Is full

Of

Ghosts.

But…

I have to stay.

I don't know why, but

I don't belong

Anywhere else.

Who am I?

Am I a huntress?

A tribute?

A victor?

NO.

No one ever truly wins.

You never

truly escape

the arena.

Who am I?

Am I a star-crossed lover?

A rebel?

A leader?

NO.

I am just a pawn.

A pawn in someone else's game.

Am I a mockingjay?

No. I am just

a girl.

Just a girl named

Katniss Everdeen.

Just a spark.

Just a girl

who's home

is a

grave.

With my twisted soul, I belong in a grave.

The only person who could fix me,

Make me a patchwork soul,

Is gone.

So I go back.

I breathe my neighbors.

They fill

The air.

Because that place is my home,

But it is also

my

Coffin.