Abandonded Point of View From Dementia Patient
As I lie in this damn bed
I feel abandoned.
Disappointed.
Insulted.
How could they do this to me?
I let them into my home.
My sons?
Ha!
They don't care.
Get rid of the old man,
take his money.
Barry is done.
Laura is dating a thief.
That damn bastard stole from me.
My dogs ashes.
How could he!
This world has turned on me.
I'm in constant pain,
and they stick me in this damn hole in the wall.
I'm going to get out-
How?
I don't know.
But, when I do,
They're all done.
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