Memory Is Fading Poem by Rodney Dufault

Memory Is Fading

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I try to think deep, write and learn from myself,
for thoughts that I keep might return to a shelf.
The price though is steep; I fight and yearn for my health.
Sometimes I weep when the light turns from me. Help.

Saturday, August 12, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: sometimes
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Temporal lobe epilepsy. This is my nightmare. Maybe it's my medicines, but my perfect memory is fading, and I can almost only remember the bad things in life. Maybe because they were from so long ago?
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