storms

Rain

falls

down. 

It trickles through my hair

running fingers down my face

it joins forces with my tears. 

Thunder

claps

loud. 

I cry out in my anger 

yelling to the sky

it roars back and we battle. 

Lightning 

strikes

fast. 

And so does jealousy, heartache, fear.  Igniting my emotional triggers in a flash. 

Clouds

roll

away. 

and so does my grief

leaving me empty but

cleansed through the storm.