I cannot cry. I am angry and sad to the point I cannot cry.

The peaks are bereft of the snow that melts into river of tears.

Sadness and anger creates a heat that disperses the clouds that would leaden those peaks that would allow tears.

Sadness and anger slay the tears.

I do not cry, I am so heavy with sadness and anger.

Sadness and anger are bricks in a great wall that wards off tears from my heart and eyes.

The soul cries out for the tears but none come.