Dementia

Damn you,You eat into my brain
You cause my loved ones pain
You take away my memory and deprive me of shame
You deprive me of my dignity and pride
And there is nowhere to hide
But who is to blame?
Dear Lord who is to Blame

They blame me They blame my loved ones
Why don’t they understand
That you are eating into my brain
And you are to blame?
Some say I am barmy
Some say I am mad
Some say I was bad
But this is so sad
Surely they know I was an o.k person
Before you came
So you are to blame

I run Away. They find me
Thank God they do
Or I would have had my stew
I give away my money and blame others too
I see them coming at me. I hear them opening the door
I put on the same dirty old clothes.
I wake up in the night.
And night is day

There is no other way
But I hope they Understand
It’s the same old me
But what ever the cause
My brain is not the same
But one day the cause they will name

by Enid Jackson