I vowed to listen to all you speak of Even amongst the hostile cold and unforgiving bleak I stare into a face once full of love That once made me weak
But now a stranger- l struggle with time Imagining you true to your once pretty sight No longer mine, it has consumed your mind No longer do you know my plight
How I wish you would come back to me I can feel your body next to mine but it's not you It is merely a shell of the person I once knew to be So full of life, generous, caring and eyes so blue
Eyes now black cavernous caves Empty and dark like pools of water Reflecting life but never generating waves Stagnant, festering, this is not fair
You have truly lost your mind and your soul A shadow of what once was there Ever taunting me with the memories it stole Meaning you don't recognise me in your stare
Nothing will ever hurt me more than that A lifetime torn apart by degradation and age But you now are lost to me, yet cruelly in your seat you're sat Your love for me lost: signifies the final stage
-k.g.
A poem which heavily depicts the impact of dementia on the healthy partner