Dear Dementia
Dear Dementia,
You killed Grandma.
Stripped the words from her tongue,
Peeled the memories off her skin,
Although she remains breathing
Dear Dementia,
I wish you could know how it feels to mourn the loss of
the ones still living
You see, loving a loved one as their brain disintegrates
is the hardest thing to do as we are forced to see
their minds break,
Memories flake,
For god’s sake, my core aches
Her words stumble to recall my first name.
Dear Dementia
Dear Dementia,
To my husband and kids,
To my grandchildren,
I cannot remember your names,
I can’t remember the faces who pose in my bed side picture frames
Dear dementia,
I can't remember where I’ve hidden the creamer
i've been told I like drinking.
My mind spins as I search for the words but
my brain is dark,
No longer a spark.
It’s cloudy in here and although I can see, I don’t get how this could be
Defeat Is the air I breath as I no longer recall what hope feels like
For the ones I love shall never forget that times where I could still remember
Dear Dementia.
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