Dementia

A tragic computation muscle and matter are dwindled less of the mind is considered all is compressed into thinner A blinding sight of lame unable to capture the human brain sanity is clearly drained Make away this pain I am no one anymore than who I am I am no one any less than who I am More to take away and less to spend economists say I will regress to nothingness I will fundamentally state the less obvious in this bed or chair i rest I am turning into the place of stress and again I forget and again I repent and submit my honor to the depths of time blankly seeing my joy fully masking the once agile boy and so I begin to see the last moments to employ these men into this battle love and love my own and only time to take the understanding of this ailment with embrace and in its certainty I can escape the mass of truth and behold my own -Jess