Fill me
with your tears
for without them
I'm empty.
Fill me
with your love
for without it
I don't exist.
Fill me
with your suffering
for without it
I stumble in darkness.
Fill me,
fill me to the top
with every possible experience
and when I spill over
allow the soil to feed off my feelings
so that one day
someone may reap a fruit
that to me
was forbidden.
