I was asked what does mixed dementia feel like:
I'm afraid I can't put an explanation on it.
It's there worming itself Within myself.
I wrote this for all that are going through this.
I cried as I wrote this.


IN THE CORNER OF MY MIND

Was the blocked arterial veins,
Really the ones to blame.
I've thought of this over time,
From the corner of my mind.

As you walk into my room,
I don't realise that it's you.
I hide from people all the time.
In the corner of my mind.

You look at me as I look at you,
Older now I stay totally confused.
My Carol is the one I cannot find,
In the corner of my mind.

Trying very hard to remember.
I don't see this version of you.
Looking at me as you always do,
From the corner of my mind.

I feel i'm in a forest.Of my mind,
So lonely so lost; I look out.
For the one person I can't find;
That resides somewhere,
In the corner of my mind.

I'm waiting for the heart specialist,
They've checked my heart before.
The heart is strong,The veins were blocked.
I wonder what they will find, I glance out.
I'm still hiding there, in the corner of my mind.

A mixed dementia mind,
Is hard to find.
Even if you searched,
In the corner of my mind.



Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-02-12 at 15:12

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D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
I found this to be a profound statement Alan, on a subject that it is nigh on impossible to understand fully if not already in that condition. The nearest I can come to it is with two close friends, the wife of who is now on the same journey.
2026-02-12