Stormy days, a little poetry reflection

Isnt it weird that the weather always seems to know how you're feeling? What i mean by that is that right when im in a gloomy mood there comes the rain rapping and tapping on my window pane. While im in pain. Theres a fog but not just in the atmosphere of the universe,but seeping from my brain.
On these stormy days, i look for praise
From the ones who preys
Skies the colors of greys
Why am i always the one who pays
For others wrongdoing
Sometimes i feel still even when i am moving
I dream of change
Of success by me, on my behalf
But then i wonder how long will this depression last

Is it weird that I'm enjoying this gloomy weather? I'm not a dark person. I just enjoy a little time off, from the sun.,to take in the other aspects of life. The downsides, the sad sides, the realities.
I've always loved the way the sky lit up so white, so bright that you could hardly spot the cloud formations. When it rains the sky looks so pure so visible, so serene to me.
Not as beautiful per say as a sunset perhaps but still beautiful in its own way. beauty in it's tranquil, untouched mystery.  I dont mind living here, i really am coming around to it. I like to hear the wind whistling in my hall. So strong, it shuts my door. Today is the first time i havent been afraid of a rain storm. A few years back i would be busy running and hiding, but now im facing the storm. Enjoying the lightning as it lights up my dimly lit studio. Ive been spending a lot of time alone lately. Going out drinking teas, meditating, yoga, baths, self pep talks and it really, really feels good. This healing process. Cause for a second there i thought i would never heal. But here i am, alive and well. Not perfect but very good. A whole new outlook, i enjoy the rumbling of the thunder as it rattles the earth. Shakes my room. . I lay here listening to the sounds of the rain hitting my air conditioner. I watch the droplets form and trickle down my windows glass. I watch the naked trees not yet blessed with leaves or flowers sway in the wind. Overcome by it's power. The wind is so powerful.