Melancholia

Desperately dependent

Too warm 

Too cold

Reason is on hold

A change of mind? 

More like a hundred combined

Worries crawling up my neck

Implanted deep in my head

But are they even a threat?

They won\'t let go

Whisper words of fear

Still I hold them near

Forcing my restless head

To feel the constant dread

Of being left

Of being left out

Of being left behind

Let me be a part

Please don\'t let me down

I can\'t do it on my own

Hurry, before I drown!