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Alzheimers

PJfaninmainePJfaninmaine Posts: 216
edited March 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
People once known.
Gone, like yellow, red and orange leaves in the fall.
Days pass-Nights last too long.
I'm a zombie, can't remember where I've been, don't know where I'm going.
Blank, like a white sheet of paper not yet written on.
The faces look familiar, I just can't seem to place them.
They take my hand, lead me forward.
Please don't lose patience with me, I'm not the person I once was.
It will soon pass, when it does, I'll know then where I'm going.
I'm going home
If being sane is thinking there's something wrong with being different....I'd rather be completely fucking mental.
(Angelina Jolie)
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  • ISNISN Posts: 1,700
    this encapsulates the feeling of having dementia/Alzheimer's.....the only thing missing is that great fear and lack of security that comes with it (my father had dementia)......
    ....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
  • PJfaninmainePJfaninmaine Posts: 216
    ISN wrote:
    this encapsulates the feeling of having dementia/Alzheimer's.....the only thing missing is that great fear and lack of security that comes with it (my father had dementia)......

    Yes fear and lack of security has lots to do with it. I take care of the elderly and that is a big part of it. Thanks for your input. And Im sorry to hear about your Dad.
    If being sane is thinking there's something wrong with being different....I'd rather be completely fucking mental.
    (Angelina Jolie)
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