Thunder is a bittersweet sound.

It crashes with anger,
a sense of pain,
and a scream of agony.

Yet I find comfort in the fact
that I am not alone.

I lash out with anger,
pain engulfs me,
and I wish I could just scream.

I live vicariously
through the cracks of thunder.
Oh, how I wish to rip through the sky
with such vigor.

To release all emotions,
both positive and...