Sometimes, Words

Sometimes, words don’t say what we want them to say.
The words we throw as lifelines
fall as prejudgments on the ground,
and the healing in every letter
becomes the blade in every word.

Sometimes, apologies are watered down
by the tears in our eyes.
The words we surrender as compromise
are in turn used to hurt us,
and the sacrifice in every act
becomes the fire that burns us.

Sometimes, love does not breed love.
Words we give to protect
are the same words used to bleed love,
and the forgiveness of one cruel act
becomes the bullet that kills love.

Sometimes, words don’t say what we want them to say.

Namaste