CRY FOR MINE

A yearning heart longs for love everytime Malice it receives time without a dime Shadowed with the belief of being solo Trust in hope but always been the one to follow When certain uncertainties just dont make a difference Holding on too tight to a loose end Caged by a yelling heart wanting to be mended But is pricked to the point where it can't bear no more Wishing to be the heartfelt one and let go Bringing out that zeal to prove its worth before the world Saying"You can make things right, Go on and throw those unprocessed lemons into these turning blades and make your tasty lemonade pampered with ice cubes" It lets go of the past memories bruising Hoping to creat a fresh start and new beginnings Patches up what's broken and lost Breaking through thy blackened shadow at all cost Forever remembering to cool up after the days of exhaustion Cause at the end all that was derived from those prickly thorns were sterilized into my account