Each day I drift away from the truth,
the fact I am afraid of holding as the truth...
I wanna grow and want my mind to stay young cause that's the only way I can stay creative.
My memories are all I have got, when they are gone, I will fade away..
My personality is a fruit of my experiences, which is store in my memories.
I wanna grow old so that I can finally get some respect, but please lord keep my mind up to date.
When I was born I had no memories , as I grow up I collected and became who I am...
If Am losing it oh lord, please make it barely unnoticeable.
For these memories are all I have and when there are gone, I will fade away.*This poem is dedicated to all people suffering from Alzheimers. Let's support them and make them feel safe. Don't forget to vote for this story. Stay blessed.
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Strings in my mind (Poetry Series)
PoetryA list of emotions expressed through poetry. Inspiring story-like poetry. Hundreds of poems for your taste. I will be adding more poems to this book every week and follow me while you are at it.