A TRAIN OF THOUGHT DERAILED AGAIN
So who stired the pot,Then popped in a spot
Of dementia with alzheimer's,
Then mixed the lot.
It's not something that you can see,
For there's a stillness in the air.
A shattered thought a muddled mind,
With mixed dementia there's no rewind.
There's no putting back what once was there,
With sanity lost no time to share.
Befuddled thoughts turn into days,
As tomorrow comes more's erased.
No one can see the silent killer within,
Softly waiting always there.
Waiting to take you to where,
Life itself truly begins.
Within the synapses of a dying brain,
With a chasm opening within a mind.
A thought once thought was lost again,
My life would never be the same.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2025-11-14 at 01:18
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