Empty, broken words fill my head.
Those promises that were never kept are swept up in my dustpan of broken dreams.
Your words mean nothing to me.
Your mouth moves and I can hear the words that come from them but these words that you speak anger and depress me.
So if you please, stop speaking.
Words are meant to compliment,
and to congratulate.
They are meant to offer hope and faith,
love and promises too.
Words are meant to offer the soul peace of mind and to provide unforgettable memories.
Your words do none of these.