Room for Misinterpritation

December 6, 2017
By gillijam GOLD, Murray, Utah
gillijam GOLD, Murray, Utah
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In the middle of a storm
Lines become blurred
After all, Tears and raindrops
Fall in the same way

Laughter and sobs
Can sound all too alike
When there is background noise
And not enough context

Anger and Confusion
Always seem to overlap
Tones of voice
Are easily misread

Of which nature were the words?
A threat or a warning?
Only intent can tell
If there’s a difference at all

Our thoughts seem so loud
And we would like to think
That everyone can hear them
So why does no one understand?

The author's comments:

In the heat of the moment words fly like daggers, tongues draw blood, and emotions flare hotter than a thousand suns. Things blend together, but expecially thin, fragile npnds that are oh so brittle.

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