Daddy Dementia
My daddy forgot my name
Long before he died
Although he always kept
That twinkle in his eye
They call it dementia
But I myself call it hell
For all that we went through
And just how bad it felt
I watched him walk around
As he picked on walls
Trying his very best
At wiping something off
I still wonder to this day
What it is he thought
In his imaginary space
Or if he thought at all
Life brought to him the battle
And to life he brought the fight
But as any good soldier knows
There will come a time
Where in the heat of war
There is no winning side
It takes away the best in life
Whether you live or you die
I wish he was here to tell
How much I'm missing him
But I missed my daddy
Long before he left
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