Another chance to get it right
An unused day. Let’s start anew.
Put down your pain, and I’ll drop mine.
Can’t we agree to end this fight?
Or is this all we know to do?
We’ve patched ourselves with tape and twine;
They’ve left their marks. The binding’s tight,
But even still, we’ve lost a few
Torn pieces. Time to redefine
The we, the us, the fear, the fright,
Which knots we keep, and which undo.
Let this be where we draw a line
That separates the false from true.
Let’s start again. Will you be mine?