Thunder and Lighnting

Your thunder pounds,
while your lightning strikes.
the pressure mounds;
I break down.

I hide my true emotions
while your thunder claps
and in two swift motions,
your lightning strikes again.

All you do is lie to me,
while your thunder and lightning dominate
and you light up like a Christmas tree
as you watch me cry.

While your thunder pounds
I grab the razor and
as the pain mounds,
your lightning hits home.

I rinse off my wrist
and while your lightning agitates the starless sky,
I ball up my fist
and your thunder cracks.

I make a promise to,
no matter how loud your thunder claps,
never again hurt myself and get blue
when you lie to me and your lightning strikes.

You no longer control
my fragile emotions
your thunder will never roll
and your lightening will never strike me again.

**this probably sucked. i just wrote it. i suck at poems... :'( it's probably just a bunch of random stanzas that don't really go together.**