you planted a garden in me
with various flowers
each very different
in the way that they
made me.
you planted daisies first,
they made me feel the sun
the warmth of a smile.
then you put lilacs, asters,
and
red roses, too
that bloomed my heart
that made it beat
for you.
then, suddenly,
you planted something new.
you planted ivy.
you planted lavender.
and they overwhelmed me in
an overgrowth.
and they continued to grow
until weeds festered along with them
because you no longer
tended to me.
they grew out of my mouth,
and poured out.
you planted a garden in me
with flowers of all sorts,
but now they are no longer
as beautiful as they were
as the life from them
was taken
by the weeds you allowed to grow
because
you wanted
a new garden.