Psalm 22

I looked at skies with a sheer cry
Hoping the stars shone my heart
But darkness, all dark and blue
Greeted me with a cold embrace
I shouted to the mountains
With but a dying will
Hope faded in the wails
And I sank in knees helpless
None words,tears and anguish
A heart leaking failure and dust
And he who dwells in not man's weariness
Heard me and wiped heavy eyes.