Waddya think of this poem?

Poem-
愛 is patient
愛 is kind
愛 is psycho
Plays with your mind.
I still need you
And あなた need me too.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
My fault, my grievous fault.
When you're hurt
によって my hand
It's Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
To 愛 is to destroy.
It's a contradiction.
When I've tried my hardest to keep あなた safe
Shield あなた from the world outside
I try to kill those who breathe on you
I feel apathy.
You're warmth on my skin
Chills me within, I push あなた away
I run away from you, my fears of losing you
Overcome my 愛 for you
Cut myself, dreams of あなた deteriorating slowly kill me
Driving me insane
あなた ask of my issues
I don't let あなた know for it may hurt あなた too.
So as we kiss, I slice the skin on my arm with my ステーキ knife.
I bleed and bleed, staining the white shag rug. Scarlet.
あなた scream and scream until I whisper my last words, 'I 愛 you, but it killed me.'
And I wake up in cold yet hot sweat, pain easing up my arm. I look down, and see the scarlet invitation to a death parade.
I send あなた a goodbye text. Telling あなた to come visit me in the morning,
I walk slowly but steadily into the キッチン and pull out the ナイフ from my dream.
Cutting the skin on my chest, 'You+Me= 
Till I see blood. Walk back to my room
Take my last breath and L（デスノート） slowly die.