Power of Memory

Her glassy eyes stare back at me.

They scream

For help,

For saving.

The mind calls to me.

It screams

For help,

For saving.

The mom I once knew

Gone.

The woman in front of me

She screams

“Bitch!”

She fights and hits

I stare back at her

I scream 

With help

With hopes of saving

As the sun dies

So does my mom

Each night.

A monster taking her place.

A disease.

A disease with audacity

Stealing memory

Stealing my mom.

I fight for her,

I fight alongside her.

I fight for her world to be monsterless

I fight for her life

I fight for the sun to rise on her day