Standing in the pain Lost direction Continue ahead for more of the same Turn and walk away I remain lost with no direction I inch along the path seeking clarity
Dark Damp Gloomy My existence The choices before me The path ahead All practically the same
Lost in thought The weather mimics my emotions Rain drops fall The tears follow Each serving a purpose Repairing, healing and growing Washing the slate clean
Detour ahead for the heart, body and soul
Forever
A word used often Doesn’t always play out as it is defined to mean Interpreting it has a way of meaning two different things
She entangled his need Leaving him breathless Always yearning for more Anticipation, her favorite to unleash Perfect control Bound intrigue Tortured ecstacy Pleading for sweet release
I want to scream Tears flowing Heart racing Watching as they are stolen Memories wiped clean
Faces of anger Locked away voices of grief Conflicting realities Desperately seeking relief Begging for clarity Hours Days Weeks To them It’s all the same thing Stripped of comprehending
The worst part of growing up They age too
Powerless
Nothing I can do As they slip further into the disease For one day soon It will completely erase me
Standing In front of them As A Stranger
They once knew
Their Daughter The gift of Parkinson’s, Dementia & alzheimers I hate you
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