I am torn, mangled thread shreds entwined, firmly into a ball tears of rough fiber discolored red as I am cut, beginning to fall Β Extracting the needle from within bleeding, to unravel all my pain I untangle, breaking off as I spin decimated thread, with sorrow's stain Β Ravaged strands, fell to be free my weak twine, now unwoundΒ the knot of darkness once held me though no longer has me bound Β The despair that pained me clears my heart's released from the sling threads grew strong, dry of tears I land, as unbreakable string.