They say you get out what you put in So why am I giving my lifeline, but still faced with empty barrels? I toil and sweat in the fields; only to be greeted by dry sand in the morning. I know that seeds take time to grow, but this garden seems to get dryer everyday. I'm losing my mind trying to make it work Losing my sleep, seeking growth every night. I shed tears, hoping that they'll be the glue that binds the seeds to the sand To bring life out of a hopeless situation. Maybe build trust in a hopeless relationship. They say patience is a sought after virtue I've waited so long that my heels started cracking Carrying the weight of a broken heart around, while mustering the courage to smile. I water the same ground that scrapes my knees when I fall. I leave pieces of me in you, but you infect my body with impurities. I have no reason to love you, but I still do Still have faith that one day you'll bloom; that my seeds won't go to waste. My only fear is that you'd have consumed my entire being when that happens. My body will find rest while being submerged into you, six feet deep Only for you to pick at my flesh when I'm dead Maybe the seed I'd have planted will be able to leave the ground. Not as a soul, but as a beautiful rose.
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