thoughts are things..

..and like all things.. are sometimes best left unseen..

sticks and stones.

feelings.

no bones.

words.

shouts.

pain.

why are the hurtful things in life, things i can neither touch, nor see, nor hold, much less control?

why do i want
to undo things i shouldn've done
to turn back all the actions
for which i have no reasons?

what is the value of self control when it lies in wishing a mistake undone rather than employing it quick enough to not have made the mistake in the first place?

i write better than i talk. i talk better than i think.

in that case, i think not at all.