Not Again!

Once
the air was filled
with love.

A couple
working as a loving team,
horizons of
unlimited potential.

Until

Life

brings along its stress,
creating such a mess,'
but nonetheless,
you carry on.

Work brings pressures of career.
Money stretches thin.
Children are added then,
to the mix,
adding to the din,
there is no fix.
Depression settles in.

OH,
but then,
there are those things within.

Genetic seeds

that sprout the doubt
and feed
some sour notes into one's Symphony of Life
for those unlucky ones
with
mental illness legacies,
that pass through chemistry,
creating parody
in mimicry
of reality.

Once released,
thoughts are scattered,
Love's fabric tattered,
dreams are splattered on the walls of reality,
and painted
with the pathos of a fool.

For them,
relationships bend,
and often end.

Now,
I observe this legacy again
within my progeny.

I pray it won't end in tragedy,
but time will tell.