Don't Wait For Me

What is existing, but a passing era Filled to the brim with erratic changes of the way my mind speaks to me. What am I to do, but fade away? I don't feel normal. I just want to sit by the window, and watch the rapids of time race on by, while I stay behind. Please, go on without me, I'll be okay here. I promise. Don't wait for me, when your life is full of purpose, and meaning. I'm not even in my own vessel. I hang from it by a thread, and I know if that thread breaks, I'll become a void. I don't want anyone to fall inside of the void, if that's what I am to be in the end. I fear I'll pull you in with me if I say too much.