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Dementia

I'm sitting here I'm all alone

In this place people call my home

I look around and soon I see

Lots of faces staring at me

They look at me with knowing eyes

Every word they say seems like lies

They talk to me like an old friend

They ask the nurse when it's going to end

I felt a man grab my hand

I feel him move my hospital band

He smiles and says how are you dad

I pull away and he seems sad

I'm so confused where am I

Have I ascended to the sky

I do not know a single soul

I feel as though I am not whole

There's a simple saying

Ignorance is bliss

I feel someone give me a kiss

A grey old woman standing there

I peer at her as she makes a prayer

She prayed oh lord please help this man

I said do you mean remember who I am

She smiled and nodded her weary head

My simple mind fills with dread

I look around and soon I see

Lots of faces staring at me

I'm scared so I start to shout

Where am I? Please just let me out!

I do not know these strangers

I feel as though I am in danger

I start to get angry and mad

A man turns round and calls me dad

I'm scared and I feel all alone

I just want a place to call my home

Dementia has taken over me

Unknown things are all I see

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 10, 2014 ⏰

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