what if
i forget?
my mind’s stronghold
no longer my own;
trapped
in time’s desert
where the last viscid thought clings
to dry river’s bed
what if
i forget?
the touch of loved ones;
no longer gentle to me
but omnious and fearsome,
strangers –
invading my life,
my privacy
what if
i forget?
my name
my thoughts
my words
and i stumble;
the face of dawn
no longer uplifting friend –
for i know
i will have to endure
another alien day
in an alien world
will i still
be a person
if i no longer exist
in my own mind?
.
.
.
what if…
i forget?
… Stuart over at dVerse has us writing about phobia/fear… come over and join a bunch of scared people at the bar! I definitely need a beer now…
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Another Wandering Soul 
we had a close family friend who got Alzheimers and it was devastating to watch what it did to him!
this is a wonderful take on the prompt!
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same in our family…
thank you 🙂
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seen dementia first hand so this dredged up some really scary ones……will I still be a person if i no longer exist in my own mind…absolutely chilling thought
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thank you for reading 🙂
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I see dementia daily at work. Yet I don’t fear it — not sure why. But I think I should.
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yeah, i see it at work, too. never thoughtabout it too much… until recently.
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An echo of ourselves
rebounding
against
an echo of ourselves
Not a nice thought.
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definitely not. thank you for the unique words…
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and thank you for your inspiring poem.
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🙂
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