A Visceral Melancholia

Never mind the burden of guilt
I shall carry it for both of us
But the fear is mine alone
An unwanted gift from you

I did not ask for this
Nobody asks for this

Power absolute
Corruption absolute
Destruction absolute

The ache of loss claws my gut
The pain of grief clutches my heart
The agony of a childhood lost
Wrenching numbness for what never was

A visceral melancholia comforts me and lets me know I still live