Cries, tears
  lots of fuss and
   marks of tired sorrow
Shown out in a
  burst of fury
    in a cloud of confusion
Gathering like
  storm clouds
    releasing all the tragedy
In one big lightening
  of emotion
    then there is the calm
After the storm
  once the hiccups of
    sobbing are past
Deep sorrow
  mingles with peace
    and the soul decides
Whether there is rest
  or more troubles
    out on the horizon
It is a choice
  to wallow
    or heal