When Our Words Come Back

Before:

It was all bottled up, inside,

Trying to find a way to tell you,

Yet afraid to. 

The Calm:

Like the calm before the storm

Everything you did, no matter how annoying,

Never aroused anger.

The Storm:

It started like any other day;

Breakfast, a morning kiss,

An issue; can't remember what, in the car.

A flood,

Of words, accusations, allegations,

Overflowing the boundaries.

Overtaking the shoreline,

Destruction.

The damage is done.

Can't take back what is uttered.

Aftermath:

Pain, 

In your eyes.

Every time.

I am sorry doesn't change what has been said.

Pain,

In my heart.

My mind recalls the words I hurled at you,

Those hate-filled, senseless words,

They haunt me,

Every time,

Especially when I see your eyes,

Pain, hurt, confusion,

They reside there.

Realisation:

In hurting you, I hurt myself.

When you are in pain, I feel it too.

I don't want to be the cause of your pain.

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