Thunderstorms

Cloe Marks - Grade 9

The gray clouds and pouring rain,

The loud crashes of thunder, 

The bright flares of lighting,

All play a part in a thunderstorm.

 

They help me calm my nerves at 2 in the morning,

Overthinking and angry at the world.

They help me escape a reality that I don’t want to be a part of,

 They let me fall in the depths of a fazed world.

 

Listening to the thunder rumble and lightning strike,

I feel a sense of calm and content,

When the rain starts to pour,

I feel like I don’t have to bottle up my emotions.

 

Lots of people are scared of them,

Scared of the loud thunder in the sky,

Scared of the bright flashes of light.

I don’t see how anyone could be scared of something so beautiful.