Through problems with friends, it was concrete. With work and responsability, it was concrete. Through discussions and disagreements, it stayed concrete. Under the compression of life cocrete holds strong. But with time, concrete will erode, and without a little loving and a lot of effort concrete will crack, shear, and fail. Failure is not an option. Until it is the only option, at which time the foundations fall, along with everything that rests on them.

But that is not the end. The broken structure does not disappear. It remains, fallen and mangled. Left ALONE.