Sunday, July 31, 2005

Sometimes

Sometimes,
my words do more harm than good.
I do not mean to inflict pain;
I only seek to capture my thoughts
and cleanse my mind accordingly.

Sometimes,
aloofness prevents me from speaking
so I come here and speak to the page.
Damage is unmitigated since no cues
arise from the inanimate receiver.

Sometimes,
it would be better if I didn't feel
so much of everyone's' pain. But, I do.
If I didn't seek release in words,
I'd fear nothing but tears from me.

8 Comments:

Blogger Erin said...

Oh V, none of us know the right thing to say all the time.

July 31, 2005 10:27 PM  
Blogger e said...

How true.

August 01, 2005 4:42 AM  
Blogger Vickie said...

Wouldn't you think that writers would do a better job?

August 01, 2005 4:05 PM  
Blogger e said...

Isn't that one of the reasons why we write? 'Cause we're not great speakers? Don't always know what to "say?" Ah, the beauty of editing.

August 01, 2005 7:03 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

writers are notoriously poor people people. I'm famous for saying the stupidest of things and wishing for a delete button.

August 01, 2005 7:33 PM  
Blogger Vickie said...

Actually, I think I'm good at speaking, my stupidity finds its way into the writing.

I don't think I'm a bad people person. It just depends on the people...lol

August 01, 2005 8:04 PM  
Blogger e said...

OK, so what does it say about me that I am great with people, I just can't stand them!?

August 16, 2005 6:58 PM  
Blogger Vickie said...

I'm not at all sure how to answer that. I would tend to believe that you are great with people. Maybe the other part is better kept to yourself?

August 16, 2005 7:51 PM  

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