A poem

The winds of hell so violent now, how they swarm around me.
The noise so loud and deffening totally confounds me.
I'd cry for help, but do I want someone to save me.
The mind so stripped, sanity escapes me.
Rain falls now, it hides the tears, a...s the wind it holds me tight.
I try to run, do I want to run? Should I give up the fight?
Swaying now, So dangerously as the wind tries to engulf me.
I can hear the music of the wind, now that it controls me.

Can you hear it too?