Devastation Of Dementia Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Recognizing voices of the past, tears falling at their
memories set in a place and time beyond me.
Sating my mind with the feelings of yesterday, finding
out now that you no longer want or need me, because
there's something else in your mind and it's no longer
me.
Utter devastation of dementia as it tears us apart,
drifting farther with each day and not being able to
do anything about it in this lifetime.