Storm of Emotions

Black Clouds.
Are my fear and depression,
As they tightly hug a grey-felt sky seeking comfort.

Rain.
As it teams down are nothing more than my tears of sorrow as they fall forever into nothingness.

Thunder.
Is my rage,
As it claps heavilly across a lonley sky seeking the urge to be heard.

Lightning.
Is my strength and life,
As it flickers through the air.

Wind.
As it glides through the trees,
Whispers my secrets of longing to be free.

Only when the storm comes please think of me,
A storm of emotions so wild, so free.
Beautifully dark but also grand,
Please think of me when the storm comes.