How...

How do I keep melancholy from my door,

When in this beating heart sadness lies forlorn?

Should I fly to the daily happenings,

And escape from this darkened lonely room?

No surgeon could remove the damage done,

Or replace it with the joy I once knew.

Happiness, like time, is so fleeting,

And when it is gone you cannot renew.

No tomorrows can lift this burdens weight

That wraps around me like sorrows old clothes.

My eyes no longer find the tears within,

Or see the beauty in a full bloomed rose.

The cloak of despair tries to cover me,

As if to bury me in my anguish.

Leaving no relief from this burning pain,

That I could ever in life extinguish.