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.