Storm Of Emotion

Clouds of anger, thick and black,
A storm's a-brewing for attack,
The sky, lit up, a flash of passion,
Crafted in the darkest fashion.

Cracks of fury, bolts of pain,
A blazing fire sparks the game,
A gale force of friction trust,
A dark remorse of lashing lust.

A biting frost of frozen hate,
That chills the dewdrops with its trait,
A rolling fog of hopeless love,
Absorbing teardrops from above.

A midnight mist of humid lies,
Where ashen leaves are burning cries,
The clouds, they clear, for truthful air,
The sky of peace, no longer there.