What will purge this melancholy

What will purge this melancholy

what will draw this poison

what will banish this darkness

what will mend this broken heart

I look to the future

but see only the terrible present

I look to the past

but like love betrayed it has turned rotten

I look to my father

but he is dead

I look to my mother

but she is old and frail

I look to my brothers

but they tell me of the hardness of their lives

I look to my wife

but feel guilt

I look to my son

but see he suffers the pangs of youth

I look to my friends

but they also tell me of the difficulty of life

I look to the doctor

but medicine does not work

I look to the psychologist

but talk is vain

I look to books

but their stories are not mine

I look to faith

but I have no faith

What will purge this melancholy

what will draw this poison

what will banish this darkness

what will mend this broken heart

January 2015