I saw her pain
As she stared into the pit of confusion
Her identity has been stolen
Her memory erased
Now, everyone is a stranger
She is lost inside her own mind
With no doors to let her go
Nor windows to reveal her identity
She sits clutching on her thoughts
Trying to rip them apart
And open the door to herself
She is frustrated by her lack of strength
Annoyed that she can’t recall her wedding day
Nor remember her husband
She is alone inside her barricaded mind
She was my grandmother
May her Soul rest in peace
Dedicated to my late grandmother who suffered from Dementia.
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