Dementia Poem by Phil Soar

Stranded in a mind that cannot find me
Anchored in a place I do not know
Not knowing who I am, does not define me
Yet not being there has dealt a cruel blow

Those who once looked on me as a treasure
Now miss this vacant person that I am
And to those who I once gave such joy and pleasure
They are saddened that my life is now a sham

As I now depend on others to defend me
From things that float my way on clouds of doubt
It's this cruel mind that now serves to upend me
I no longer know what everything's about