Insanity

WoW. That's what i thought about your poem. The whole thing brought me into a different world. i felt trapped in myself, just reading it. This poem is dripping with EFFECTIVE writing techniques and i genuinely, REALLY enjoy your writing. Thank you for sharing this. i particularly liked two parts.
the oxymoron: "silent screams"
-and this part: "Whispers that had no source and silent screams hidden behind a smile"
the phrase really ticke a sense inside me. it makes the reader wonder. i think thats what you mastered, the art of making the reader wonder.

This poem has no periods. That really bothers me. It's like someone just stole them all. I really like periods. They tell me, take a breath, that was a complete thought and it is done. Now move on with that complete thought and catch the next one. Instead, you have random capitalized words which appear to mimic where sentences start. For me, this is already too late. I can't go Oh, that was capitalized and then pause, I have already read the word when I see it, so this becomes one run on huge breath aside from your punctuations that are there.

The italics are another thing that bother me. First, you have bold, then you have italics. I don't think the italics are needed, and I don't think the bold is needed either. Personally, I'd use "these" and not even bother to separate the italicized parts of the poem from the parts that are not.

Lastly about the structure, some of your lines are really long, so I would suggest considering breaking them up in unique places that will create interest for the reader. For example, take "My secrets exposed to the world was an ease on the black hole of my heart" and break it up into
"My secrets exposed
to the world was an ease on
the black hole of
my heart"

Now you have some different interpretations that you can play with, The first line of that edit creates Exposed to actually be exposed to the whiteness of the page, the space. Also, ease, is resting against on as a cushion between it and the space
The black hole of what? Well that is creating interest in breaking up the preposition from it's noun phrase and continuing the eye reading downwards. Then leaving 'my heart' alone, can be read as "oh my aching heart" or a plea for it to come back. The heart is important in this poem, so giving it a separate line emphasizes that importance.

This made me worry, a lot. I think the blood screaming down one's arm was pretty well written shows that I guess causing pain is painful, like, that you know it only hurts but you do it anyways. I guess, never mind, too hard to explain.

This is a very interesting poem. For starters, word choice made my skin crawl (yeah, I get freaked at the smallest things) and it was very descriptive of the scene. So as for nick-picking, you had some words spelled wrong; such as "implodde". Nothing too major, but even so.... This topic makes me feel sad though, like, I bet some people actually think this. =(