Even Rain is scared to water me…

Why does sorrow strike me so hard…convoluting my emotions like a twister swiveling across the land, destroying everything within me ..every drop pf happy thought. Finally just departing me, with a heavy load on my heart that weighs me into a puddle of tears rolling down from me….but over the years.. the puddle had dried out and become so barren, that even happiness never bloomed there.

Am I lost or become barren that even rain is scared to water me.

#sreepriyawrites #herstory #somethingssaidandunsaid

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