Yes, there is no title for this little 's a poem thatcame to me at random. I wrote it pretty much straight from my mind, with a few tweaks to make more sense and fir the mood better. Even then, not the greatest work, but a work none the less. Enjoy

The sweet scents were beginning to fade

As the rain continued to pour,

And people raced for shelter.

Only a single silhouette figure remained

Arms outstretched to the sky

She screamed when the thunder roared

And sobbed when the lightning flashed

No one saw her there,

Alone and drenched with rain

Shouting to the sky in her rage

She screamed when the thunder roared

And sobbed when the lightning flashed

Falling to her knees

She cried the names over and over again

She failed all those she loved,

Wounded them with hurtful words

Here she came to the end

Cursing the storm with every last breath

And shedding each and every tear

Her screams went through the night

As her sobs did too

Her final, broken words came

In the first rays of sun

They floated through the air,

And into the town

“I’m sorry…”

Is what she said.