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I Forget

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The words are right there
Hanging in the strands of my gray hair
This problem is something I can’t bear
I just can’t reach them, this illness is unfair
Who’s that? I remember that face
Where am I? I remember this place
My memory is losing the race
As past knowledge dies with no trace
Who am I? What’s my name?
Why can’t I win this twisted game?
This disease is all to blame
It leaves me frustrated, burning like a flame
My brain is empty and no answers are coming out
I stomp my feet and start to pout
This is some sick memory drought
Wait, what was I thinking about?
I shake my head and pick up a photo
Who’s that pretty lady in it, though?
There’s no resemblance to show
But those eyes have a familiar glow
I ask the nurse who’s standing by the door
After showing it to her, her face grows red, more and more
Of course, I don’t know that I’ve seen her before
Or that she’s my sister Lenore
I drop the picture and walk away
Leaving behind a memento in such a careless way
For in that picture stood my daughter Kay
Smiling on her gracious wedding day
    My grandma has dementia, so that was my inspiration to write this sad piece. 
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NasikaSakura's avatar
Goodness, this is so well written, beautiful, sad, and powerful!
I immediately thought this was a story about dementia after the second line of text, and you brought us along with the character's emotion as it did unfold. It makes me think of my neighbor that my mother helps care for who also has dementia, but she is a pampered little princess type that is sweet to the bone, and never throws a fit. She just giggles when she can't remember something and smiles. I know it must bother her somewhere, but she's had the luxury to not have to fret about much in her life, and I guess that has just stayed within her even now. It must make the illness come easier. Her's is such a rare case. My father's memory is going bad all the time due to Parkinsons, and he doesn't take it at all with her grace. Rather, he gets angry and has outbursts. I think it's beautiful, however sad, that you illustrated your grandmother's situation, or this fictional character's. It helps people to understand a perspective that they can only witness most of the time.