2ndwitch: Regret

I used those words to mean what I wanted them to mean.

I failed to make myself clear.

The words flew out into the ether, and spun their web,

And caught in themselves a prey I did not mean.

I spoke my mind, and spoke it harsh and free.

And I was not understood.

The words I spoke dug traps upon the path,

And I did not see in time to set you free.

The pain and hurt of words that pierce and cut with fine-edged blade

Cannot be underestimated.

They slashed and hacked at the web of pain I’d made

And I did not see that you were cut with careless blade.

Words, once spoken, cannot be recalled.

Words can wound and hurt without intent.

Words can build a friendship, or

Destroy it without a care.

I would that my words could be remade.

2ndwitch