No body heard her tears.

"Nobody heard her tears; The heart is a fountian of weeping water which makes no noise in the world." - Edward Dahlberg.

This is what life is. Everyone is hurting in there own way. My mom is hurting, my best friend is hurting, my dad is hurting, my sister is hurting, my brother is hurting, Everyone is hurting. The closer you get to some one else the more you realise there hurting. Why does everyone halve to hurt? Why is there so much sadness. The line above portrays five people to me- My mom, My best friend, My sister, My grandma, and Me. I just keep reading that line over and over. "Nobody heard her tears; The heart is a fountian of weeping water which makes no noise in the world"



"Nobody heard her tears; The heart is a fountian of weeping water which makes no noise in the world" -Edward Dahlberg.