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Alzheimers
The diagnosis came As a bit of a shock I am starting on Alzheimer’ Slowly tickling clock. Will I be watching in horror From a near zombie state As my body develops Into a thing I would hate. Unable to speak or Express any thought, Fly in spider’s in a web Pulled relentlessly taut. Will it be a prison. Will there still be a me. Will I be mind trapped Struggling to get free. Or will the real me The spirit and soul Have been wiped out As I lost all control So in one way Avoiding the mental hell As my body became Just a physical shell Feeding and moving But the real me is gone Just a querulous nuisance As this condition grinds on. Will there be a kindness not, Being aware, in not knowing, As the me is erased By this disease’s growing. Is this my future as I try not to despair Reduced to a hulk relying on Loved ones providing my care. So, pity them not me As the process grinds on For by that stage that me May already be gone. My oldest and dearest friend is now almost totally mentally consumed by this awful beast. I am trying to understand what he is going through.
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