Cries To Heaven

I want the wind to penetrate,

Through my body;

And calm down the agony,

That is a flowing lava in the vessels,

Making the blood more red,

With rage in the eyes.

A stream of tears broke,

To convey the melancholy;

That was pinching through heart,

Making it pale and cold.

As if the nerves are choreographed,

To tune to the sounds of pain;

And take a leap without limits,

And scream with Cries to Heaven.

Yes, there is faith and trust,

That the God will listen;

And will bless the love,

To end the burning flames within.