Thunderstorms.
How they come and go,
Sometimes frequently,
Sometimes not for a long while.
I am lightening at times,
I can pounce on
An emotion,
A situation,
And put my entire heart into it.
I feel the situation
For myself,
For the people surrounding me.
And well,
It turns out that a lot of times
I become a Thunderstorm.
Rain trickles out of my eyes,
While thunder rolls out of my soul.
Just remember,
Storms don't last forever,
Strong one.