What do you think of this thing I wrote about DID?

It's kinda like a song, but not... like a poem thing... idk, just let me know what you think.
It's titled "Alters"..
I wrote it about my alters, and they each gave themselves the name of what their supposed to do or what not..

Dear Pain,
Make your way unto me, unto us.
You’re lingering here, malady.
Torturing us here, malady.
Oh, we can’t help but love every second of this.
My blood boils faster,
My hands start to tremble,
And I no longer recognize my own face.
Take over my body, it’s all yours.
I have no need for it anymore.
Some fear you, but I welcome you.
So make your way unto us, oh Pain.
See the scars, never healing.
Feel the blood drop down my wrists.
Hear them scream oh it feels so good.
And another job well done.

Dear Hi,
I never met to cause you harm,
You poor, innocent, little girl, your sweetness sickens them.
So calm down a bit, show us who you really are.

Hey, Hi, Hello. Hey, Hi, Hello.

Shut your mouth, you little brat.
No one can hear you screaming so clearly.
All you wanted was a friend, but now you’re MINE.

Torture them, cause them pain. We control you now.

Little girl, why are you crying?
Why is she crying?

Her soul will lie with pain and hate forever.
And another job well done.

Dear Hate,
Is it possible to hate, Hate?
You make me do bad things…
They make me do bad things….

Don’t make me say this please; you know it’s not true!
All the things you’ve said and done…
Feel the hate, feel the hurt.
Nothing you say is true! (Yes it is!)
You’re a liar! (Then you are too!)

We don’t know what to say to you,
No one ever does.
Why is he angry? Why is he Hate?

You’d be too if you were Hurt as well…
And another job well done.

Dear Hurt,
You turn to bitterness against me,
against everyone.
Must you 4 team up against me?
Tried to help you, tried to calm you,
But what you caused was the last straw.

Don’t repeat things to me, stop mocking the memories.
You love to hurt... call unto pain and hate, make your way unto me.
And another job well done.

Dear Self-Loath,
You make me hate me.
Why do you want to cut me?
Why do you want to kill me?
You look in the mirror, and change this and that,
grab a razor, and carve it in my back.
Because Pain just feels so good.
Because I deserve Pain.
You fat, ugly, freak, bitchy, failure, big nosed, messed up little girl.
We’re all here because no one else EVER was.

Dear Kellyann,
Hey, hang in there now.
Though those things won’t go away, I’m on your side.
Someone is on your side.
They hurt me too, they beat me too.
I know how it feels.

I am calm. I am understand. I am peace.
I am here now, let your body go, give it to me.
I can make you normal again.
I can give you rest.
I am calm, living for you, so can run and hide.

Dear Calm,
No, you’re temptation.
You’re evil.
You’re trying to trick me.
I belong to only one.
It’s not you, so let live.
I can handle Pain, Hurt, Hi, and Self-loath alone.
I can cope, but you’re the one that stops me.
Not them.

Dear Alters… Pain, Hi, Hate, Self-Loath
Like that, my identity was lost.
Because of you.
God…. Jesus…. please
Help me please.

I think it is powerful..

Yeah, really good!