Torn from my memory
Shreds of my life scattered
By the wind in my brain
My story stolen from me
My hands searching
For something to hold onto
I know people care
But there is no way to tell
For I feel alone
Trapped inside my empty shell
Only time can tell
How and when my life will end
But I do care
For all of you out there
I know you’re doing your best
To cope with the loss of the real me
I want to reassure you
I appreciate everything you do
I love you all
Dedicated to the caregivers for Dementia patients.
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