Dementia
You are crumbling
A monument once so sturdy
Falling to pieces
The deterioration I can’t help but noticing
The crippling of your hands
The slipping of your tongue
The static of your brain, once infrequent now overtaking your thoughts
You won’t remember this conversation
There’s already so many that have faded
Nonexistent into the void that you are slowly becoming
We mention who’s to blame
But you wave our worries away
Unable and unwilling to accept what you are becoming
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The first line, “static of your brain”, “wave our worries away” are all well wrought. Good run at a hard to get around topic.