i wrote this poem..tell me if u like it.. Break the silence with the blood spilled over your dying throat, scream for someone to listen you bleeding my name, don’t stop please; jest at the beg of my scars hidden in your chest, the wound is deep, I stabbed you slowly with my words… But please don’t stop yelling at my ambition of becoming the embrace of your soul, keep dying as you let out our pain, I die in each breath of oxygen within my veins, so don’t bother to heal my weep of sorrows or fix my longing, I’m already numb inside your poisoned heart. So scream more chemical intentions, drain your brain to find an answer for my love, and once I’m warped in your skin scream even harder to carve a tattoo of me. Now the scream is blood, and blood is love, and love is my trapped between your dirty throat…