Author's Notes: A really rushed poem of a time after the Titans have been defeated. Read and review, please! *u*

Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin or any of its characters.

It's quiet, Mother
The cement feels cool
Is that a flower beside you?
It's quite beautiful

Can I sit down, Mother?
It's been a while
I've never known a day like this
And this strange time

Did you know, Mother?
Commander died today
One of those things bit him
But he saved Armin anyway

Do you hear, Mother?
Major Hanji's cries
Corporal Levi is missing
And we don't know why

Do you see, Mother?
The meat, the fruits and the bread
Sasha's right beside them
And dear Connie, who's dead

Can you smell it, Mother?
The scent of blood and corpses
Jean stinks of it
But the blood's from all our losses

The flower's pretty, Mother
It's really blue
Reminds me of Mikasa
Who stayed true to you

She did her best, Mother
She didn't fear nor flee
Even if it meant being eaten
Mikasa died for me

We're now free, Mother
The Titans are all gone
But we don't have the strength
To live and carry on

How can we, Mother?
For every place I go,
I see all their faces
All bloodied in the snow

The winter has passed, Mother
And so have their lives
I can still remember their voices
And just how much they cried

I'm living, Mother
Your little baby Eren
But with this life I bear
The sacrifice of the fallen