Words

Words. Their power is undeniable. The impact that they can have on our lives,  our decisions, our relationships,  our day to day encounters is unmistakable. They make or break relationships,  especially the fragile ones. Relationships are fragile,  even the ones we think will never end and are Eternal and will go on forever. Words have the power to destroy and to create. But creating is difficult. You can spend all your life building a relationship and with some words it can end. The whole journey comes to a stop. It ends. You can try to take back your words,  rethink them, apologize, but what’s broken is broken, it can never be fully mended,  it will always carry the scars, the cracks. No matter how much you try to mend them,  the hurt of words is a grave wound. Sometimes you can’t go back no matter how much you wish you could. People often think that the only fragile relationships are the one between a guy and a girl, a couple, boy friend and girl friend. But those are not the only kind of fragile relationships. Sometimes even the immortal friendships you have with your friends of lifetimes can end with the sword of words. And even the eternal relationships like your parents can become complicated by the mortal web of words. And you are stuck in present,  this venomous poisonous weaving web, you can’t go back. Relationships become diluted, feelings hurt and egos win. You are never the same again. Becoming estranged with people who have spent your life with is not a feeling you wish even on your enemy. But there is a reason behind everything,  the words uttered are not always meaningless. Sometimes they are needed,  sometimes you need to speak for yourself,  to defend yourself from attacks,  attacks on your character, your personality,  on you as a human being. When you are accused, judged, made fun of,  insulted, mocked, laughed at.
Is it not right to express your anger? So what would one do in such situation? Just accept the consequences and move on, stop caring, accept estrangement, shed a tear alone, live with it? Or you keep trying to mend it,  to save it, to apologize,  to talk and to resolve?
I don’t know the answer but the choice is yours.

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About dgenxali

I am just a simple guy who loves to write..write about life, love, friends, hobbies, interests, experiences and poems..

Posted on April 16, 2014, in Life and Experiences and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. “… but what’s broken is broken, it can never be fully mended, it will always carry the scars, the cracks.”

    Maybe I can play opposition and offer a different perspective?

    The only reason cracks and scars appear is because we try to put it back as it was. But that’s impossible. Should we repair the essence of what was into a new form, there wouldn’t be any cracks or scars would it? For example, if I break a vase I can try to glue it back together …or I can take the glass pieces and make a cup or a window or a statue. All new things and some cases, better things.

    Somethings are meant to be broken and some pieces are meant to be pieces, not a whole.

    • I had never thought of it that way.. Well said. Out of destruction and chaos, something new can be created. As they say “everything happens for a reason”.

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