i am so small,
devoured by
my depression
if i were a flower,
i'd be shrivelled,
on the brink
of being nothing
but soil and dirt
and one day,
i met a boy
who promised
to water me
i promised him
that if he did,
i would grow
and he watered me
day after day,
showered me
abundantly
everyday,
i'd tell him
that i am better,
i have grown
taller
but he'd grab
my wrist,
measure me
with the ruler
i've created
on my arm
and see that
i've remained
small and
have gotten
even smaller
he cried and
showered me
with the love in
his salt tears
he cried to me
telling me that
he feared the day
that i would shrink
into nothing,
into death
he watered me
more than before
and his water
was too much
i was flooded,
drowning in
the water
that was supposed
to give me life
(i wrote this while listening to FKA Twigs' Water Me but the poem's message is no way connected to her song)