edge of dementia

Nothing looks like anything anymore

shapes are being disorganised

usualness dislocated

unsure of where it should be

 

in these strange period's

thoughts are groundless

occasionally 

it will feel as though you have

woken up asleep

 

everything normal

seems to have been withheld

slowly you are losing ownership of yourself

 

in this place of uncertainty

everyone else belongs to someone else

there is no safe place to store your trust

 

confusion is being allowed

to squander itself

and what is being disarranged here

loosened

are your roots in sanities garden

 

 

◄ Harbinger

defeating the tenebrous ►

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LEON STOLGARD

Wed 20th Dec 2017 18:20

well Patricia and Stef they do say the brain is muscle so like all others in the body they do indeed need to be exercised
thanks

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Tue 19th Dec 2017 22:59

this is where we think keeping ones mind moderately active can be a help. As in reading and writing being two examples

P&S xx

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LEON STOLGARD

Mon 18th Dec 2017 17:24

obliged R.C. it more than likely does. Weird instances Tom strange indeed thanks again bud

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Rose Casserley

Sun 17th Dec 2017 22:21

'feels as though you have woken up asleep' says it all Leon
moving stuff dude.






Rose 💋

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Tommy Carroll

Thu 14th Dec 2017 21:39

It reminds me of when I was a child, if I came home after school by another (unusual) route the interior of the house felt odd, a strange feeling of awkward newness. It would fade after some minutes. Your poem reminded me of it. Tommy

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LEON STOLGARD

Thu 14th Dec 2017 21:37

high 5 Tom

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