Barren

In the grey
Drops of water fall
From the sky
From the grey

But what to do when
Grey hangs over
But no droplets form
Dry and dark
Lost and broken

No way of expression
A stormy, humid mess
Thunder rolling
In the distance

Lightning tears through
Destroying dreams
Shedding light
In flashes
On hopes and plans
Unfulfilled

Blue skies disappear
The sun cowers

Helpless and lonely
The earth cries out
Withering, bleeding
But not a drop will fall