The fault is mine

I was looking to some poems and suddendly I came accross this one .....

I just want to say sorry to all


Your friendship is a gift
Oh so precious and so rare
Sometimes I take it for granted
Sometimes I do despair

Some days I say ,you are my friend
Some days I treat you bad
I say things I don’t mean
But I never meant to make you mad

Everyday is a struggle for me
My mind is an angry storm
Suffering from illness
That makes me feel forlorn

They say I will get better
All I need is time
Meanwhile I am losing friends
Which is not a very good sign

I live in fear of a particular treatment
The chance of being placed in a hospital
Surrounded by doctors and ones like me
I fear it may be possible

Oh I wish I could get better
And stop the voices in my head
That make me angry and fearful
Causing me to say things I should have never said


Your love for me was wonderful
So precious and so rare
You loved me no matter what
And made me feel good everywhere


It tore you up and hurt you beyond repair
I ceased all contact with you because I got so mad
Now I regret writing it and cry all day
It was not worth it making you so sad.

Nothing good comes out of conflict
Nothing positive is near
I pray that you can someday forgive me
And speak those words that I want to hear

My fault is being sick
My mistakes are everywhere
Please let me not lose the gift
That is so precious and so rare.

Happy !