Hollow

Stumbling over my skeletons,
I try to forgive myself for
not letting you see my smiles;

for fast-forwarding past
the apologies whenever
I made you cry,

whenever I screamed decay
into promises made
within happy chaos

and whenever I
poisoned your
wishing well;

I wish I could repeat the
shame of my twisted love,
letting my mind come undone

Because the absence of your
beautiful love and lithe body close
leave my lungs static --

and my heart continues to pound
despite that the Life you gave me
has already left my hollow veins