September Showers

I know it will always be hard
to be happy,
easy to fall into yourself,
convinced you cannot stand.

But beauty is found in the heart,
a simple place to start.
Deceived by simplicity,
we enter the abyss.

September showers may seclude you,
to the only world you think exists.
The tide will rise
as you call for a boat,
forgetting you can float.

Through completion of rejection,
lies the truth;
that you can never find that beauty
until you find it in yourself.