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How do I endure,
this emotional strain,
when my mental strength,
has started to wane?

All the words,
he thought were dead,
are still lodged,
within his head.

Words oft used,
like thee and thou,
remained imbedded.
My thoughts were how.?

How could a word,
seldom used to write,
could remain there,
tucked away, out of sight.

Words are forgotten,
left and right.
Knowing this now,
it will be alright.

Wayward thoughts,
from hearts apart,
where to begin,
where to start.

Thoughts which bounce,
as water on a skittle,
seldom are found,
in your brain middle.

My emotions are
blowing hot and cold,
as my loved ones
behavior never is old.

One day she will talk
another time she will sleep,
as my emotions are
want to weep.

How can I explain?
what I will see,
when I know it's
not her, it's me.

It would appear, I moved
to a state of mind, enraged,
about inequity of life,
when viewed from the World stage.

We all crowd together,
avoiding being alone.
Yet here we are,
lyrics, in a sad song.

A sad song tomorrow.
A sad song today,
about losing your memories
and now gone away.

All the tomorrows,
all the todays,
lost in sadness,
of the yesterdays.

Memories for two,
only now for one.
All her memories are,
over and done.

Alone again,
in this lonely place.
God, I hope,
I'll see your lovely face.

The wind blows cool,
during the afternoon sun.
You're in my heart
and will always be the one.

I talk to you
about trivial things,
but I am afraid,
that only a few,

words get through,
to you, my sweet one.
I will love you forever,
until my life is done.

Why are you sad,
for what I am,
when I am only
a weakened man.

Be nice, it's said,
for you may be,
the only survivor
of our family.

What a life it was,
no longer here,
when hope is gone
and it's only fear.

The writing of words now,
is running amok.
Words describing
a pregnant duck.

Nothing to write about,
no words in my head.
Perhaps, my brain cells
are asleep or dead.

No matter the words,
lost and won't be back.
All memories are gone.
What do you think about that?

There is no light,
I cannot see.
My hearings gone,
so I must be,

no longer here,
my body's free,
away from life,
as it must be.

My love for you,
will never die,
though the sadness
creates tears. I cry.

Tears flow from eyes,
coursing down my cheek,
in bunches, at times.
I must be brave, not meek.