One drop of it makes my day bad
The rest that followers makes me sad

My day may start well
But when it arrives it ends up being hell

Smiles, giggles, laughs all disappear
But all these emotions can't be paired

The pain which can last a week
Accompanied by thoughts that will make me weak

Odorless, colorless friend of sadness
It's presence is worse than illness

Salty water like enemy of happiness
Without it there would be blissfulness