The sky rumbles,
Past her breaking point,
As her darkness settles
Into flashes of anguish
And heavy features
She lets her anger
Clash in bright outbursts
As she roars out her pain,
Each growl more emotional
Than the last
And releases her burdens
Into a cleansing torrent
Of screams and healing tears
Her heavy heart
Reduced to rain
And, when she's ready,
She lifts up her head
And smiles—
Colors come alive across the clouds
And the sun shines again,
Showing us that
Even the sky
Needs to release her burdens,
Needs to cry sometimes
