I have written about my beloved's
loss of memory,
when I should be writing about
my slow descent into insanity.
I believe my mind was sane before
but now lies in shambles
across the emptiness within.
A rational thought. An elusive one
has broken away and has begun
to pause, before it takes the plunge
into a morass of words,
expressed by me into a
malady of hurt, only I can say,
what is this mess in this brain of mine,
where love not hate does entwine.
The insanity of life on this day
is here now and here it will stay.
I'm so sorry for your plight. And I'm very thankful for your writing