the journey of flowers

you kept taking things from me that weren't yours,

you kept stealing words that weren't for you,

you kept kissing lips who didn't belong to you.

you left me empty.

you made me believe we made each other complete,

but you took everything from me.

disguised it as love, 

disguised it as passion,

and you left me empty.

but the flowers grew back in me,

stronger and prettier. 

they grew,

watered by the tears,

nourished by the pain, 

they still wear scars. 

but when i compare them to yours, 

i am proud, 

i am proud because

i can water my own flowers,

i can nourish them by my own.

while you need to get my tears, 

while you need to get my pain.

and so my flowers grew,

stronger and prettier than yours will ever be.

-mia angeli, the journey of flowers

Author's Note

tell me what you think

Reviews

[Brigg Aries]

a very tough poem from a strong woman i guess.
Im not a woman tho but its me this time. thanks

[yuhee]

The title got me here. I like your work. Keep going.

[Davidgeo]

I think conflict and ruin leaves behind the bestest of fertilizers if you can just make it past the awful parts.

The title is perfect. Good work lady face.

[Mia Angeli]

thank you very much

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love this
I'll be bk to read more

[Mia Angeli]

thank you ;)

[G. B. Banks]

the deep pain comes through in an artful passion.

"you kept kissing lips who didn't belong to you." ... simple and honest that's the key to art, love this

[Mia Angeli]

thank you again ;)