A Mother Lost Poem by Dan Jones

Please help me, I don't understand.
I'm so scared, come and hold my hand?
Have you seen my husband? He's long overdue.
No! He's not! I don't believe you.
Why can't you just leave me alone?
Oh God, I'm scared, I want to go home.

I sit and watch, with a tear in my eye,
My mother, before I say my goodbyes.
As I leave the room and close the door,
I wonder at why her mind is so poor.
And how it happened that one such as she,
Is left like this, a shadow of has beens?

I can see on her face, the grief that she feels.
Knowing her mother in time will not heal.
I watch her leave and go back to her life,
As her mother once had before all the strife.
And I enter the room of this woman held dear,
To try and explain who had been here.

Who do you say? I don't know her.
I think I would know my own daughter.
Where did she go? Don't leave me alone.
I'm scared in here, I want to go home.
What are these pills for in my hand?
Please help me, I don't understand.