On this day three years ago,
                                             I was given up for adoption.
On this day three years ago,
                                             I was no longer wanted.
On this day three years ago,
                                             I lost everything.
On this day three years ago,
                                             I was torn apart.
On this day three years ago,
                                             I gave up.
On this day three years ago,
                                             I found out I wasn't enough.
On this day three years ago,
                                             My life was no longer mine.

blood of mine so far
to live the life of a double star

the constant war in my head
separate from a woman who birthed my connection thread

the days and nights spent in a deep state of trance
the wounds isolate me wanting to watch a ghost dance

must I feel like a wanderer every month?
pass by strangers while I am on a tedious hunt

o' universe teach me how to converse
so I can move on without such need to rehearse

always the outcast in my environment
people have yet to learn about my abandonment

a fragile soul I live in
I will always live with Nemo's small fin

I love ever so hard
for I know how it feels to be left scarred

blood of mine so far
to live a life of a double star

~ p o e t r y of the lost adoptee