Evermore

The seeds of doubt and deception were planted long ago.
And though,  not by me, I willing offered my garden to the planter.
He offered his sunshine smile to warm the dirt.
And the seed grew.
Emotions rained down and gave life to the seed.
It burst forth, strong, and tall.
Looming over the whole garden.
Overshadowing all else. 
Through periods of sun and rain.
Darkness and light.
Petty flowers sprouting all over,
Giving birth to bitter fruit.
Now the planter reaps what has been sown.
And the garden violated of its beauty.