Rope

Rope I made a rope out of a strong yarn, It is thick, strong and rough, It was made out of pure love, And was prepared to use to last... I tried to untangle the rope, On each day I laid my hands, But it's hard to fix so not to twine... ...Hands with bruises, skin is mangled... Swollen hands are weakening, Wounds started bleeding, I want to let go of the rope, It's heavy, my arms are trembling... I want to let go of the rope, I can't carry the weight anymore... ...If I will release it now, and let go... Will it heal and fade my wound?...