Nov 15
In the mind, where memories fade,
A once-bright mind is sadly betrayed.
A friendly face, but whose is unclear,
As echoes of love dissolve into fear.
Time, a thief, with a fragile hand,
Steals pieces of life, like grains of sand.
Familiar paths turn into foreign trails,
Lost in a maze where confusion prevails.
Each brief moment, an unfamiliar song,
Ties us to those we once held, now gone.
Though the curse may linger, love remains,
In the hearts of those who bear the chains.
©️Lizzie Bevis
A once-bright mind is sadly betrayed.
A friendly face, but whose is unclear,
As echoes of love dissolve into fear.
Time, a thief, with a fragile hand,
Steals pieces of life, like grains of sand.
Familiar paths turn into foreign trails,
Lost in a maze where confusion prevails.
Each brief moment, an unfamiliar song,
Ties us to those we once held, now gone.
Though the curse may linger, love remains,
In the hearts of those who bear the chains.
©️Lizzie Bevis
I can imagine that quite a few of us can relate to the misery that dementia brings, watching their loved ones regress through their memories, slowly forgetting their friends and family, eventually taking away their ability to function independently.
I feel for all those that have had to go through this awful disease.
I feel for all those that have had to go through this awful disease.
(F/England)
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