I couldn’t ignore my memory loss
So today I confirmed my suspicion,
Now I’m wondering how I get across
This abyss that wears away cognition.
Day by day a piece of me will decay,
A minute, an hour, a memory,
Another clod, by the sea washed away
Erasing my life, story by story.
By and by I will no longer exist
Though my body continues to draw breath,
A shade, a ghost, particles that persist
Carrying on in spite of my mind’s death.
Many years I might have lived and enjoyed
Slip slowly from me into a dark void.
January 2016
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