The rain falls upon the stone.
No longer is it of use,
For a crack has ruined its purpose.
It is now only a tool for abuse.
A careless heart created the crack,
Allowing the rain to increase the ravine,
So now the rock only crumbles,
Creating a depressing scene.
Yet alas, a blossom rises from the shards.
The unforgiving rain drowns the bud,
Causing it to wilt,
Falling back to the mud
Until a careful hand
Led with patience and care
Saves the dying flower
From all its darkness and despair.
Dealing With Depression After A Breakup
Rebirth
Published by Family Friend Poems May 2018 with permission of the Author.
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