Sorry Sins

How can you
even begin
to say
forgive me
with your hollow tears
and sorry sins
while looking down
at what is left
of what I thought
was once  
our dream
watching
without caring
my battered raw feelings
dragging
by the neck
the happy thoughts
of lets pretend
towards the abyss  
where their silent  
skin crawling  screams
echo within
a heart
that has become
my graveyard  
of broken parts