Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Actions speak louder than words.
The consequences of some actions cannot be undone by any number of words, and require an even creater action to repair the damage.
But sometimes words can be almost as damaging as actions, especially when the two are combined.
Some consequences can never be repaired at all.
So how does one tell if something can be repaired or not? How hard and how long should you try to fix something before you declare it hopeless?
And then theres the other one... "Time heals all wounds". But does it really? Some wounds are fatal aren't they, so I guess not. But if there is a wound that hasn't killed, will it heal eventually or do some wounds continue to fester forever? What if the wound starts out small and gets infected...
Words can act like bandages and actions like antibiotics, perhaps... But not all wounds can be healed even with bandages and antibiotics. Some are infected by something that can never be exterminated and will slowly eat away at you until you can no longer survive it.
Is there no situation you cannot escape from? Is there really a way out of everything? Perhaps the only thing there is no escape from is death, which is the ultimate escape in itself, really... The ultimate end and the ultimate beginning all wrapped up in one infintessimal moment.
But what do you do if you feel like you are in a situation in which there is no escape that will not cause you to have a wound that will never heal? How do you know which way to turn, which wound to suffer?
Look to those around you.
Look after the ones who truly care for you, because love can heal much more than time can, and if you can escape from the situation and still have love, you know you have the best chance of survival. Nevermind the quantity of love, its the quality that matters. The strength of the support, having someone to listen, the avaliability of hugs, the helping hand and the shoulders to lean on while you recover.
What if you hurt those who you share love with? What if your words or actions or both combined wound them? What do you do then?
What if you tried to avoid it but you slipped with a metaphorical knife in your metaphorical hand and wounded them? Wounded your love?
Do you try to repair their wound? Do they want your love now or will they push you away? If they Push you away how hard do you try to repair the wound? Do you look for new love elsewhere, starting from scratch? Will your efforts to heal only do more damage? How do you know what do you do? And is this how you find yourself in the situations that there seems to be no escape from?
You've just gone round in a circle and ended up back where you started, alone and confused and hurting. Why? Did you try too hard? Did you love too much? Did you try to help where help wasn't wanted?
It doesn't matter why. What matters is that you're so caught up in your feelings you are unable to think about anything else, the wound is festering, the infection is deep, you need the love to heal but you've damaged the love and now you're slowly dying inside.
So you give up and lay down and just wait... Wait for death or love to come to you, whichever happens first, and you accept it.