The Knots in our stomachs can still be untangled.
This is the Poetry of letting all that binds us slip awa.
This is the Poetry of breaking free of all that keeps us from rising.
This is the Poetry for anybody who wants to Become unbound from their regret.
This is the Poetry of for those trying to live that is not tethered to our past mistakes or future worries.
There is still time for us to untangle rope we tied around our necks.
The binds we tether our hands together with can still be undone.
The Knots in our stomachs can still be untangled