This poem will feature in a future book of poetry entitled “Reflections”.
Veiled
A veil has dropped
In front of me
What’s going on
I cannot see?
Stranger’s come
And strangers go,
Strangers
That I used to know.
The world around me
Has turned into a dark
Scary place
And there are days
I don’t even recognise
My own face.
Things I knew
Are now long gone
How am I supposed,
To carry on?
People ignore me
Since I’ve had this veil
Now because
They think I’m frail
They don’t ask my opinion
My rights curtail.
I make no decisions
I’m not even told
What’s happening around me
But I’ve only grown old.
They whisper of a beast
They call it Dementia
And the men in white coats
They act like militia.
I’ve become their prisoner
Since this veil has dropped
So many things forgotten
My memories are locked.
Trapped inside myself
Not treated like a human
My senses not trusted
So much an illusion.
I feel so trapped
I have no freedom
I can’t even recall
The things I have eaten.
The veil gets thicker
As I draw near the end
I just wish I could recall
The face of one friend.
What’s left of me screams
As darkness engulfs my mind
I won’t even remember
The one’s I leave behind.
But everything was there
Locked deep inside of me
Hammering and shouting
Desperate to break free.
But no one would help me
Unlock what was inside
They just looked at me with sadness
As if I’d already died.
