Do other people
Not understand
The pain they can inflict with a simple sentence—
Maybe just a few words strung together
Nonchalantly
Not hesitantly
No evil or cruel intent
Just good ol’ fashion cluelessness
To human nature
Do other people
Not carry these sentences with them?
Like twisted trinkets
Like demented luggage
Like echoes as they try to fall asleep?
Do other people
Not realize
The effect that words can have?
Do other people
Not wake up in predawn darkness
Haunted by slipups and embarrassments and even things that weren’t even
That bad
To start with?
I guess they must not
Or they would choose their words better.
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I use to swallow my words out of the fear of offending others, hiding my truth. Perhaps balance is important, though sometimes it’s impossible to not offend someone. Sorry that someone hurt you.
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Thank you 🙂
I understand that telling the truth is important, and I hate situations that force people to hide their own important thoughts. Thank you for pointing this out 🙂
The situation that inspired this poem was different though. The thoughts that someone was communicating to me weren’t rude or offensive at all, but the way she chose to phrase her comments changed that. It blew me away that someone could so casually take an innocent comment and make it sting the way it did.
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Yes, I can absolutely understand!
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