Analysis of Elegy For Jamie

So accomplished at the age of eight and twenty,
Young Jamie had the fortune and blessing of plenty

Though manifold her gifts and many her talents,
The complexities of her mind led to a world of imbalance

For heartily she believed in right and wrong,
And greyscale was never this songbird's song

She thought herself meek, a figure non-imposing,
Totally forgettable and rarely engrossing

But Jamie's mind existed in an alternate world,
And oh how others saw the genius and beauty of that girl

When she laid pen to paper she set words alight,
And with supersonic speed her writing career took flight

She grasped it not for her craft came from her soul,
A place she thought a flawed ocean of grief, a fraction of a whole

She was an empath supreme, a divine incarnation,
Of the absurdity of the world and its affectations

But there was more to our young Jamie, you see,
A gravitational magnetic propensity

For men to covet her and women to hate her,
But for Miss Jamie only words and novelty could sate her

Her auburn hair and hazel eyes men found so bewitching,
But it was for her body, mind and all of her they found themselves wishing

Yet despite all her insight, kindness, and compassion,
Pieces of herself she would greedily ration

Was she incapable of love with that titanium heart?
The tragic result of a world once blown apart

When her beloved sister drown in churning seas,
The future, for Jamie, was plagued with disease

And as betrayals around her were systematically unveiled,
She floundered, and in her own rough ocean, struggled and failed

Until one day some poison she ingested,
And all the work a waste in her life invested

And as she drifted into space and ceased to live,
She realized it was herself she could never forgive.