The Unknowing

Moss

When the memories go

Who do you become

Darkness blocking out the light

Reaching for your life

Holding on to anything familiar

Unknowing your self

Frustration

Confusion

Exhaustion

Grasping on to straws

Then giving in

Accepting

Thankful for what memories remain

Content to be

Tonight.

Hg

Tags: Abstract, alzheimer's, Art, Buddhism, dementia, Introspection, Meditation, Memory loss, Moss, Personal, Poems, Poetry

• July 12, 2013
• Visions
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