I swear I am insane.
This time it is real.
I am in pain.
In this endless never feel.  

Probably just an overdramatic self-pitting idiotic, moronic, stupid person that has no real future.

I say stupid things,
I do idiotic things.

Then I get stupid guilt, never decay.
Guilt that won't go away.
Guilt that won't die.
I don't know why.  

Oh
I thought I erased every single guilt, but no.

I was wrong once again.
Ugh I can't help it as I always ascend.

I can't stop thinking I am actually crazy.
My eyes are hazy.

My visions are wrong.
But my eyes and brain can't get along.

I see illusions.
Causing me to have great confusions.  

I am running,
I am screaming,
I am bleeding,
and I am dying.

Why?
Why?
Why?

Why won't it go away
It just keeps on happening every day

Every moment
Causing great sorrowful lament

It is all the same. 
This everyday game.  

This illusion of my eyes
Despair, darkness, and dies
Never fair, the never-ending mark, making me having to cries

Death, blood, despair, cracks,

I take a step and I see
An illusion brought to me

It is terrible and bad
Making me go mad

I need help
I wanna yelp

It no use
My madness is on the loose

I am insane
I am in pain

I just want to shout
to the earth and world all about

Lemme die
Lemme die
Lemme die
Why can't I, why
Why can't I, why
Why can't I, why
I wanna cry, I wanna cry

I am insane, please help me survive
I feel misery; too much to bear
And I can only fear
This never-ending whirl of a year

The poem's words explain it all.  I have this thing or disease where I see bad things happening.  Like illusions happening, I would see.  Blood appearing from the ground.  I would bleed, fall on the ground, step on the cracks, get stabbed, and just melting away.  I would be stressed and everything.