Alzheimer’s

By Manasa Reddy Chichili

I am in mourning. I am quiet.

I am a closed book. In the past, we were the best.

The present is unspoken. I have lost my precious memories.

I recognize you, but I’ve lost my awareness.

Our life was full of happiness — now it’s unspoken.

We are separated by the death of thought.

The life we shared is now over.

My world has grown so small.

But I have learned so much from within.

By Manasa Reddy Chichili

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