Alone in the Dark

The black angel fights for freedom,
From the chain of his mind.

Darkness flowing through his veins,
Yet he’s not pure evil.

He’s alone in the dark.

Hush little one don’t worry
Because someone will soon be your light.

An: That’s my first poem. Please tell me if I did a good job with this. I have hard time writing in pottery format. I mostly write free style poems because of that. The rest of my pottery will be about that black anglel. I’ll most likely post it up tomorrow. I hope all enjoy this poem and please review.