Alzheimer's  

Trapped within the room
where I am
Knowing but not knowing
where I am going
Trapped within thoughts
Inarticulated through words
having thousands of opinions
just bubbling beneath but no vents
Trapped within memories
so sweet and tender
memories that tear one's heart asunder
Never knowing which one comes before the other
Spirit trapped within a cowl
With full knowledge of then and now
But waiting for decay to kill the prison
Once loved and cherish as a vessel of the soul
And that is my fear
Although the years may be far yet
Until such that this disquiet
fill up my days
The fear is there
and there is fear