These people
Ive spoken to
Longer than ive lived
Once happily married
Where Dementia has taken
A long lost gift
There-in lies
The hidden rift
As i speak
To these strangers
And hear their stories told
Of lost love, and youth
Forgotten of old
For this devil
This evil seed
This forgotten need
This sickness of age
Of lost memories
Replaced with rage
Dementia
Dementia
Is an adventure
That no-one
Wants to know
This ******* reality
That kills the glow
Sometimes quickly
And often times times slow
I do wish Dementia
Would simply go

by Jemia