When the Juice is Worth the Squeeze

When the juice is worth the squeeze
It really doesn’t matter
If the world falls around your ears
Or time itself stands still.
And it will –
Your death, your taxes,
Your exile in the shadows where the sun forgets your name.
You might be crushed to your limits,
But you’ll blaze through every one.
Your wheel of fire feelings
Can’t be extinguished once they come.
You’ll wait –
You’ll beat your knuckles raw
And rise from all your ashes.
The underdog, the girl next door,
The gainer from your losses.
When the juice is really worth the squeeze
Your flames will just keep licking.