The wind of darkness blew through my soul <br />with a strong madness won't let me go. <br /> <br />I feel so weak, by body is fainting <br />empty and blured up like an old painting. <br /> <br />I'm searching for escape, for the light of peace <br />but I find nothing but the cold ground's crease. <br /> <br />I will stay here and be the angel of madness <br />all twisted up with with the wind of darkness.<br /><br />Ivana Jocic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wind-of-darknes/
