I'm dying of thirst, but I am drowning,
I try to force a smile, but I am frowning,
My stem is growing weak,
as a result of the conversations we do not speak.

Stunted is my growth,
When I was born you swore an oath,
To nurture and protect me,
To provide and care for me.

I try to blossom and bloom
But when you left it was too soon,
There were more seeds you could sow,
But you failed and they too could not grow.

I waited for the rains,
I waited for sunshine in vain,
The world continued to spin,
But because of you I never did win.

You picked me up, from the core,
I know you meant well, but it made me sore,
But can we ever start over?
Just because I am grown and you are sober.