Meticulous, magnificent
Hurled into hell
Though heaven sent

Shadow for a face, undefined,
Sorrowful contours &
Shading under the eyes

Knowing little to none
Of biological purpose
Depression worn on the sleeve
Feeling less than worthless

There was no attempt in hiding
The bad feelings residing
Beneath the surface, and
Those scars they're outlining

Opened your heart and your head
To a nation sick in bed
With a spiteful spurning
Of shallow pleasantries

Decades before me, your
Troubles finally ended
But they permeate onward
In me they're resurrected

If I could only console you
Touch you or hug you
Sing songs in sadness
Deflect the rain from above you

I'd mediate the relationship
You've since had with the Sun
And reconcile the rejection
Of the Moon and her young

You've shocked and appalled
But your only crime
Was your humanity

I am a mourning soul
Thrown into the maelstrom
That warped your own

But I want you to know:
In the midst of these years
You aren't alone

Your blood runs through my veins

& in my heart you've found home