Frozen Friends

I know you’d be stuck in the hands of time,
hoping for my fire, hoping for light.
Of all of these songs, I wished ours would chime.
I wish for us all to see in this night
I pray time allows us to have the sight
to break the coldness, to heal from the pain.
Tears can still be visible in the rain
It is never to late to fix this state
Don’t wait on the Lord, wrong can still be right
Breath must be exhausted before its late

Ruddapoet