My room is filled with clutter and I’m watching my plants wither. I’m aware of their health but my skin won’t stop breaking out and my nails are getting brittle.

I observe as a leaf turns brown. I watch it shrivel. But my legs are filled with bruises and my arms are getting weaker.

Dust collects on the untouched plant but my jeans have swallowed me completely and I now I’m stuck.

I don’t wanna kill us both so I water her for the first time in a month in hopes that she will save me in return