Word Vomit

Often times we see people chugging drinks more than they can handle. They gab incessantly as they down bottles of alcohol one after the other not knowing that they are well over their tolerance. As the night tarries on, the number of bottles accumulate and their alcohol reaches to an overwhelming level. Then, they realize, the room is spinning, their ears are ringing and cold sweats are suddenly rolling down their faces. They try to stand but they stagger as they try to keep composure. A few spasms and a couple of burps, the floodgates open spewing partly digested stomach contents like a volcano with all its fury. Too bad for by standers when the second wave reaches their designer clothes, good thing there are dry cleaners out there.



We've all reached that point, when we regurgitate words that we weren't supposed to, or say things we never meant. Our mouths involuntarily bursts with stuff that were supposed to be kept off the table. No matter what the reason is, it's useless-- word vomit is already all over the place. Sadly, there is no washing machine in this world that can clean or even repair the damage that it caused. Words have power, once they are said, they do what they were set out to do. They either uplift and edify the worthy recipient or cut and gut unsuspecting receiver. What are we to do if it were the latter?

Guilty...
I have said something I regretted saying. I said words that may have ruined my only chance for true happiness. I was cut to the heart when I realized the pain my harmless words inflicted. I didn't mean to but I didn't think it through. I wish I did, but it's all too late.

Sorry...
It might not be a magic potion, not even an antidote to the poison that now courses through their veins, but it's a start. Just use sparingly, sincerely and though it's hard to do, try to repress those sudden eruption of unwanted word vomit.

I'm now in the rinse cycle, I just hope it works.

*crosses fingers*