It started quiet in my chest, A warning pulse I second-guessed. But now it moves without my say— The lightning doesn’t wait. I flinch before it even hits, Before it pulls me into it. It runs like fire under skin, The storm I locked away within. They told me strength was staying still, That silence proved I had the will. But stillness never made them stay— They only noticed when I strayed. I bent, I begged, I tried to be Everything they wanted from me. And when I cracked just to survive, The lightning came alive. Strike me like you mean it, Let the sky break open wide. If I was born to come undone, Then let me tear the night. I never asked to be divine, But power filled the space you left behind. And if I burn without regret, It’s only ‘cause you forget. I don’t remember how to stay Where every word just fades away. You wanted quiet, you wanted small— I was never built to crawl. I try to speak, but sparks unwind, I move too fast to change your mind. So if you feel me when I pass, That thunder shatters glass. I held my hands like they could heal, But mercy isn’t what I feel. I begged for peace, I begged release— The lightning only knows to speak. Strike me like you mean it, Let the current pull me high. If I’m the storm you’re scared to name, I won’t apologize. You called me weak, you called me kind, Now I leave your silence behind. And if I fade in violet light, At least I chose the fight. I never wanted to ascend, I just needed someone to defend. But no one came when I stayed small— So now I answer when I fall. The wind cuts sharp across my skin, But every mile reminds me when I learned the truth inside my chest: I was never less. Strike me like you mean it, Let the static say my name. If all I am is power now, Then let me leave in flame. I didn’t ask to be this bright, I just got tired of endless night. So if I vanish in the storm, Remember—I transformed. You never saw me in the dark. But lightning doesn’t ask.
