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Daily Poetry #43, March 12, 2017 Word: Dementia I can no longer see your face, And everything seems out of place. I cry out “Just end me already!” But I'm put back in this empty space. I don't want to live, for I can't see, I can no longer see your face. My memories are long gone by now, And no one can tell me why or how. This short life isn't worth the wait, I see death in my mind, so I bow, For I'm already dying, and at this rate, My memories are long gone by now. Chained to this world by life, Though I've given up my strife. These blurry people simply lie, So I reach over shakily for the knife. My opportunity is gone, so I sigh, Chained to this world by life. I am awoken once more by your voice, I finally remember. With it, I have a choice. I smile and reach toward you, the real you, Because I have this memory, I rejoice. “Take me away, lead me through!” I am awoken once more by your voice. I can see your face, And everything is in place. I am gone already, And free of the blank space. I can finally see, I can see your face.