Alzheimer's
My mind is dead it seems my thoughts have left me,
now I'm wondering around trying to remember who I am.
Poetic thoughts have all gone away.
I'm shriving and shaking.
Wondering who I am to trust.
I'm afraid of these giants that are speaking saying they know me,
but I can't remember their names much less their face.
I yanked my hand away angrily as they place it in theirs,
who are they to touch me?
They may hurt me.
I try to run away,
but they always stop me.
Who are this people?
why won't they leave me alone?
One of them even calls me mom and she's crying into a mans shoulder saying I forgot them,
but when she says her name I can't say that it doesn't spark something in me,
because it does,
but it's not enough to bring back any memories.
So now I'm even more afraid.
Wait, was I thinking about again?
I just don't understand this confusion.
This is written for awareness of Alzheimer's Disease.
It's supposed to be the thoughts of a person with this serious disease.
"Being aware of other people's pain is the first step to being aware of your own."
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