Molasses

When I'm stricken with a bout of sadness
as others sometimes catch a cold
I stick in it like molasses
and push you away so it won't take hold
of you as well. But you plant your feet,
taste my sadness, and say, "But it's sweet
and it's as real as a human can feel.
It adds flavor to life, even if it's not ideal.
Someday we'll move past this."