If you write something in a poem, does it make it okay?

So..

These dark nights
Bring dark dreams
Dark thoughts
Dark silences
Dark desires
Dark wants
Dark feelings
Dark sounds
Dark words
Dark memories
Of dark places.

I couldn't sleep properly last night, but that's not very interesting is it? School's back and I want to die again. Life goes on. Stuff. I hate my hypocrisy and greed.

I'd like to think I was reliable, trustworthy, a secretkeeper and confidante. a friend. Someone worth admiring, worth loving. But I think maybe I'm not any of these things.