What Have I?

I have wasted away into nothing.

I was a flower that was nourished for many, many years.

Because I was given so much, I grew to give to others.

I had forgotten that everyone is a weed.

They just take away from you. Suck the life out of you so that you can’t breathe, so that you cannot see.

They pull you down and want more and more of you until you are gone.

They didn’t care about you. They just wanted what you had to offer all along.

They take you for granted. Your kindness seen as weakness.

Your compassion seen as you being a doormat. Nobody cares about me.

If they did, they would ask if I’m okay.

They would listen to what I have to say.

They would check in on me.

But nobody does.

I have wasted away into nothing.