beware of thorns

Careful what you wish for
Words that say no more
Once you let them in
Short work of u they make
Only not in your favor
Cutting you to the bone  
Shattering dreams  
Once your own
You now pay their price  
For what THEY say is nice
Yet as you turn your back  
You take another whack
Pray for pain to go away..
Is what they say
U need to do..
Or
wait till your dying day...