Diary

Dementia

People keep asking me how my grandfather is doing But I’ve ran out of synonyms for the words ‘not good’ His sickness has spread from his head to his legs And his always warm, strong hands are now cold and trembling in mine It’s like his muscles can’t get used to the stillness they’ve been […]

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I needed something to change drastically Right this second Or I knew I’d go insane If I hadn’t lost my mind already I needed something, anything But my mind only drew unfamiliar pictures And my brain didn’t quite know What it was I so desperately yearned for I wanted to be held For two hands […]

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