St. Meave
Melancholy Butterflies
Melancholy loves me
She has a tight grip
She latches herself onto my hips
Melancholy keeps me company
She holds me softly
While I cry myself to sleep
It’s melancholy
Sometimes it’s feeling empty
Constantly feeling as if I’m missing somebody.
I guess that’s just melancholy
Melancholy,
She’s a loyal beauty
She stays with me
Forever giving me her company
There is no escape
I’m at hells gate
She hugs tightly
It’s gotten comfy
Melancholy
Always prepared
To stay
It’s melancholy
It’s hеr toxicity
That keeps me awake when I try sleep
Constantly feeling as if I’m missing somеbody.
I guess that’s just melancholy
She shushes my lips
Tells me to stay silent
Because If I reach out for help she says she’ll start to get violent
Melancholy
Loves me
It’s just melancholy
It’s how she wants it to be