I feel as if I must apologize,
To the man that always stands by my side.
For causing him worry and grief,
And making his blood pressure rise.
When I have a moment, I am not me.
And I clam up like a caught thief.
I can not communicate, I know this he hates.
But try as I might, it’s beyond my ability.
And the more that he tries to talk,
The more annoyed I get and balk.
And the more he tries to talk,
And I know it is all my fault.
This one lasted four days.
This one was actually quite bad.
If I could just… find a way,
I would do it today.
How can I make it stop?
For a while, I do so well
And then my mind spins out of control,
like a top… who do I tell?
I try very hard to make it stop, but I can’t
And it scares me to death ‘cause it won’t.
Why does it happen at all,
And what sets it off?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice write.apology.