It’s already happening...

When you fall back into those deep, dark moods. The kind where you truly can't stand yourself, so you figure no one else should have to.

But, you have friends, and they're trying to talk to you. And the dark thoughts are creeping up too fast for you to catch yourself.

So, you try to gently push them away. Find excuses not to talk for a bit, but that only works for so long.

They'll want to know what's really going on. Even though you know that telling them risks your relationship with them.

Because eventually, they get tired of dealing with you.

So, you push, and you push. Till finally they stop coming back. Then, you're left all alone again, just like you knew would happen.

That makes me melancholy, because that's what I go through...