I am the creator who cannot find br The soul in which I burn br A witch of fire, frozen in ice br Freedom is a flight I yearn br br Cold and numb, asleep br Yet my eyes are open wide br A cast of iron prison through which br My inner light resides br br I yearn to be awakened. br My fire to melt this icy brocade br I yearn for reckless oblivion br My facade has been self-made br br A river made of loneliness br My soul has been branded numb br A leave from absolute sadness br I seek the blue-eyed onebr br A.J.