Pretty Words

You see my windows drifted over

To indistinct wings that you once remembered

The past is something that you can't touch but see

I am nothing when you look at me

See those pretty words go to waste when they aren't true

Within the abyss it all just stares right back at you

And those pretty flowers forget their bloom

I guess it's just what I expected you to do

I carved a hole where you believed a heart laid

And filled it up with secrets unspoken