Nothing But A Raindrop

I am like the rain.
High in the sky.
Where nothing can go wrong.

But.
Eventually.
Life happens.

It gets too heavy.
And I begin to fall.
Down.

Gravity.
Like life.
It takes over.

And I fall down.
And down.
And down.

Soon.
I hit rock bottom.
The hard cement.

Tough.
Rough.
I am broken.

A puddle on the ground.
Stepped on.
And ignored.

Eventually.
I'll return to the sky.
The heavens.

But.
You won't see me go.
Like rain.





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