19- The Black Hole

This poem is dedicated to all people who suffer from Alzheimer disease...

I am a stranger in this world and I am one of its kind I cannot see like everybody else does but I'm not blind What is blue, green, orange and yellow, black and white or purple Colors fading away but my rainbow is more beautiful ..

People are talking without speaking something understandable They don't seem to comprehend my words, but my thoughts are valuable Everyone acts as if they know me but I don't remember their faces I feel someone or something is watching me all the time in all the places ..

Sorrow and joy are two enemies in my heart, I've mixed feelings I am smiling and crying but all of my emotions have no meanings I have no past and tomorrow doesn't know my way but I am here! I am scared continuously but I have nothing to fear ..

Inside me there is a black hole it's swallowed all that I've cherished Where did my family and friends go they seem to have vanished I’m in an endless crazy dream I have been cursed Oh! vicious power, free me I think my soul wants to burst ..

“Caregiving often calls us to lean into love we didn't know possible.” ― Tia Walker