Pretty Empty Words

Trust me,

You’re going to get through this,

It’ll be okay,

Don’t give up,

You’re strong enough,

Pretty empty words,

An ideal I am incapable of believing,

Each day I die a little more,

Each day I tuck little more of myself away,

Each day I want to scream but the sound sticks in my throat,

Each day I want to cry but never shed a tear,

Each day I slide more into my darkness,

Each day the pain increases,

As the pretty empty words echo eerily in the night