Lynn W. Petty
A Mental Abyss - Poem by Lynn W. Petty
There is no measurement for the depth of grief
That one endures to watch the decline
Of a loved one, watching her slip into
That quicksand of dementia.
Day after day, deeper and deeper down
That person sinks into that vacuous
Sinkhole of darkness and, I am helpless
In my ability to rescue her.
I stand on the perimeter of that
Mental quagmire reaching for her hand she,
Though I am her husband, declines afraid
To take the hand of a stranger. In my
Denial, I see some hope for there are days
That she is cognizant, or so it seems.
Then, she slides deeper into that yawning,
Cavernous, bottomless, abyss of night
Wherein she disappears.
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