It's Here

It's here,
with me now,
can't escape,
by running
or ignoring,
the return
of an old fear.
Watching my
wife, gradually
lose her ability
to function
as an adult.
So very
dependent upon
me. Like a
small child,
but one who
cannot recall,
even the most
recent event.
I'm losing
her bit by bit
and there is
nothing I
can do
to change
the outcome.
Sorry, but
at this moment,
life sucks.
Not for me
but for her
jubilation of
loving our
children.