sometimes you go too far
with your words
with your ideas
with your heart
-with a knife

sometimes you go too far
and you can never
backtrack
rewind
step back
heal the damage done

the bruise has already started to grow
blue
green
purple
something so colorful doesn't fit on your body, the texture doesn't match the mares of red

sometimes you go too far
with your words
with your ideas
with your heart
-with a knife

and what was once art
is now .