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Fearful Fatigue
February 16, 2017
She looks at me with a ghost of a smile,
She always looked out of place with her light hair and blue eyes.
I am silent as stone.
I look back, trying to remember,
But all I can see is the woman who sat by,
blank and unreachable,
Letting her children turn to skin and bones.
Waiting lifeless, she provokes my emotions.
This is just another tool to cause misery.
Standing frail, I struggle to rise.
There are spots of weakness everywhere.
I had barely whispered in pain,
But she heard it.
I was at her mercy.
May the odds be ever in my favor.
© Brianna L., Marblehead, MA
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This is a found poem adapted from Suzanne Collins’ The Hunger Games.