Am I Insane? Poem by Christopher Biddle

Exploding thoughts run through my mind
like journal pages some blank and some lined
Suicide, Love, and Pain
A secret life of falling rain
I think the good things, I think the bad
And of the knife my poor hand had
I see the blood and feel no pain
I think to myself...am I insane?
What was this life, this life I had?
All The Sad Things, all the bad?
All the tears I've cried and shed.
My Life inside, it's all dead
I'm thinking through, but Am i thinking
right?
I give up...I dont wanna fight
The blood drips down onto the floor
Oh no please...no more
I Feel the pain, the knife seeps through
All this pain I had no Clue
My Mind turns to tears, blinks out and dies.
But no tears shed, no one cries
I hear voices can It be true...
All this pain is because of you