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Dementia
I wake up in bed
My mind full of fears
Where is my wife?
Then I remember,
She's been gone for 5 years.
I get up and get dressed
Go get something to eat
Suddenly, I realise
My slippers on
The wrong
Feet.
I pop some bread in the toaster
I open the fridge door,
I try pouring some juice
But half goes on the floor.
A man comes to visit
He seems such a nice guy
When he leaves he says 'bye Dad'
But I never had a son, did I?
The reality
Is dawning
My brain's starting to cloud
In my nightmares,
I see Death
Staring coldly through his black shroud.
This time bomb is ticking
When will my sanity slip away?
I go
Downstairs and I smell
The burnt toast from yesterday.
The story is ending,
That much is plain to see
I look in the mirror
And a stranger stares back at me.
This is it, my mind's going
The end of another life
Time for me to say goodbye
But
Where is my wife?
My mind full of fears
Where is my wife?
Then I remember,
She's been gone for 5 years.
I get up and get dressed
Go get something to eat
Suddenly, I realise
My slippers on
The wrong
Feet.
I pop some bread in the toaster
I open the fridge door,
I try pouring some juice
But half goes on the floor.
A man comes to visit
He seems such a nice guy
When he leaves he says 'bye Dad'
But I never had a son, did I?
The reality
Is dawning
My brain's starting to cloud
In my nightmares,
Staring coldly through his black shroud.
This time bomb is ticking
When will my sanity slip away?
I go
Downstairs and I smell
The burnt toast from yesterday.
The story is ending,
That much is plain to see
I look in the mirror
And a stranger stares back at me.
This is it, my mind's going
The end of another life
Time for me to say goodbye
But
Where is my wife?
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