Lost To Dementia
Night of the Dark Soul;
shadows slip into
the gap between self
and oblivion.
Your reality
slowly disappears;
and your memories
start to fade away.
Your mind's a fogy
dysfunctional place;
Alzheimer's mixes
dreams with delusions.
The world you knew is
lost to dementia;
where confusion lurks
behind every thought.
Hope is depleted,
only time exists;
and your frightened heart
cries out for a friend.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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