She wailed and weptHer body played Like some horrid Instrument of greif This wind that weaves So thoroughly Through her trees No escapeNo escapeNone that she can see She crawled and crept Her fingers searched Like some hungry Dogs in need of lightOnce there they findNo sun or kindnessThrough his mindNo escapeNo escapeThis will never be put right.This dark that thrivesSo heartilyUpon her loveNo escapeNo escapeAnd she's too weak to stand and fight