Storms...

The clouds are grey that cover the sky,
It's depressing and gloomy,
Like when Truth and Realization collide,
Both bring down tears,
From the heavens,
And from a young girl's eyes,
The rain drops fall on leaves,
Just like they drop down on her cheek,
Slow and steady when it begins,
Than the thunder comes,
Fear stings the veins,And pierces the heart within,
The lightening breaks through the skies,
Like the proof she can no longer deny....