The heavy

The heavy heaving stabbing ache that slowly,fully drip drops down the spine of your heart.,and globs all together gathering the gloopping glabbing piling drops entirely pulsing rays of sorrow.,Dark abyss particles forming the blades of endless nights full of tears eyes runith over the spheres of raw helplessness, feelings,bruised so abundantly

Yet those stubborn veins of nature inches all the way up to the warmth, soothing, shinning sun ,

Nevertheless.