A click on the keyboard
A stroke of the pen
Decision made in haste
Miscalculates, and then
All we know of hell
And all we’d know of heaven
A word brusquely spoken
A tear soaked voice
Denial of true feelings
Petard on which we’re hoist
There’s nothing sung but dirges
As demons will rejoice
The shock and the freefall
Point of disbelief
All rationale asunder
Disquiet is a thief
We swear we’ve learned our lesson
Turn over our new leaf
Before this grief
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
I’ve known this so much of late
Me too!! maybe the stars aren’t aligning or something… 🙂
In my case it’s just because I’m an idiot 😆
Actually, to be honest, that’s probably true of me in my case too!! 🙂
I’ve recently lost two very close and dear friends through my own idiocy. I’m a clever stick. And yes, they were very close. My mistake was one that could topple governments. Lol
My mistake could have hurt someone else…think it hasn’t but not sure…still, should have known better…. 😦
Yeah. I should have known better as well. It’s something I will regret for the rest of my life. If either of them do forgive me, things will never be the same again.
I hope they do, and I hope it heals for you. But like you, even if the damage is not ultimately what we fear, I am sure I will always remember my stupid mistake this past week just as you will remember whatever led to your feelings now….
My damage is done. I know one will never speak to me again, I just hope the other will.
We learn from our mistakes, but some lessons are very very harsh
We tend to forget how powerful and dangerous words can be.
So true…particularly in this age of electronic communications where mistaken words can end up anywhere…. 🙂
Yeah. I notice that the feeling anonymity on-line is transferring to real life for some people. They forget that it’s different to say something to a person’s face instead of over a computer.
Oh, Helen….these words just cut me to my core. I have been on the receiving end of it as of late, and it has broken me in two. You truly know how to describe situations like no one else…..you so need to come with a Kleenex disclaimer. I am a mess. I wish a new leaf would have been turned over before the grief…and I am in that horrible freefall. sigh….sniff sniff….sign….need our chocolate date.
Oh Skye…hope you are ok…I know the feeling from doing something foolish this week which I would love to wish back, but can’t! We do need some chocolate icecream, right now!! Sending it to you virtually my friend!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you, Sweetie. Hoping to land in a vat of it once the pain of free falling stops. Hugs!!
This is wonderful! And I have definitely made this mistake~
Haven’t we all from time to time…still, it is always so upsetting when it occurs… 🙂
That’s the politest bit of graffiti I’ve ever seen.
LOL, yes! 🙂 🙂
We make ’em. We learn. We often lose sight of the error’s impact. Sometimes it clings, forever. It’s past. It’s done.
I know, but I still feel bad – partly for doing something stupid, partly for the possible (even if unlikely) negative effect it could have on someone else…oh well…
Feeling badly is okay provided one chooses, at the right time, to detach. And move on. You’ll both survive. 🙂
Hopefully!! 🙂 🙂
“A word brusquely spoken
A tear soaked voice” sadly we are all guilty at times
Very true…I wrote the poem after making a very stupid mistake at work…just expressing that awful, shocked, regretful feeling that overwhelms you once the mistake is made…