A World Named Delusion
A World Named Delusion
A man’s mind
Creative and intelligent
Mathematics, science and the arts came easy
He always strove to learn new things
There was nothing he wouldn’t try
The world was his challenge and he did his best to defeat it
Questioning everything, he made others think
However, years past and age took its toll
Grey hair came replacing the chestnut brown he had in his youth
Wrinkles surrounded tired eyes
Bones creaked and the body ached where it never hurt before
The mind that was once sharp as a knife dulled
Friends and family became unknown strangers
He struggled to recognize the people who loved him to no avail
The man’s history becomes the present in his eyes
The dead come to life while the living do not exist
Doctors, nurses and family try to help
The man lives alone in his own world
This is the hell in an Alzheimer’s world
Reality that is not real
Unknown sons, daughters, wives and husbands
A man alone without his memories
Without his life
A man all alone in a world he created
A world named delusion
Copyright © Lord R. E. Taylor | Year Posted 2011
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