A poem I wrote, please; constructive criticism?

Undefined

You, reminded me the importance of my existence

The blood dripping down the walls

Everyday your face engraved in my memories

The blood signifies the pain you put me through

The silence of honesty

I cannot take the silence

The silence is hovering me

Like a dark storm cloud, hovering me

Pain, a sharp knife stabbing me in the heart

I feel no pain, I am just too numb

Dreams of the good times, I am brainwashed

You were part of me, now I choke without warning

I live a solemn face, frowns are endless

You ripped and destroyed my soul

Every breath I take is dedicated to the pain

I feel motionless, there is no feeling to be felt

I cannot bear to see happy faces

I am deprived of what you hold now

You hold a life of happiness and joy

What I hold is undefined