]Where are you, my love?
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Where are you, my love?
I just saw you yesterday,
Just a moment ago.
Why did you go away?
Where are you, my love?
I miss you so much.
I long to hear your laugh.
I long to feel your touch.
Where are you, my love?
** I'm so confused.
What am I doing here?
I just don't understand.
And all I feel is fear.
I'm so confused.
I don't recognize this place.
I just want to go home.
I just want to see your face.
Where are you, my love?*
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Where are you, my love?
I keep searching everywhere.
These people I don't know
Just look at me and stare.
Where are you, my love?
I don't really mean to fight.
But I don't know where you are.
And it's almost night.
Where are you, my love?
** I'm so confused.
It's like I don't have a choice.
Not in control anymore,
Even of my own voice.
I'm so confused.
And I don't know what to do.
I just want to go home.
I just want to find you.
Where are you, my love?*
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Where are you, my love?
You have faded like a dream.
I can't remember your face.
It makes me want to scream.
Where are you, my love?
I'm so nervous inside.
I feel there's something going wrong.
And there's no place to hide.
Where are you, my love?
I'm so confused.
Nothing seems to make sense.
It's so noisy all around.
And it makes me feel so tense.
I'm so confused.
Doesn't anybody care
That I can't wake up
From this nightmare?
Where are you, my love?
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*Where are you, my love?
I just saw you yesterday,
Just a moment ago.
Why did you go away?
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This is terrible and sad reality of not only what the person with Alzheimer goes through, but of what the people around them go through. My grandfather before he passed started to go down this path and I couldn't imagine what it would be like if he would've asked me who I was. It would've ripped my heart out of my chest. Unfortunately I know so many people dealing with this and they always say if the person knew how they were now they wouldn't even want to be alive. It's a horrible disease. However this is a great piece. Thanks for sharing.
A powerful poem of sadness and need. I like the flow of the poem and the deep emotion expressed in your poem. Easy to question the people we have lost and still wish for. No weakness in this amazing poetry. Alzheimer's dementia take away the memories. But we must still return the love to the special and kind people in a life.
Coyote
I like the darkness throughout this piece, in that you really do a great job of capturing the emotion of the narrator. I could feel the panic of the narrator's voice in that I too felt panicky while reading this magnificent piece of writing. Some powerful stuff here. Impressive.
This is terrible and sad reality of not only what the person with Alzheimer goes through, but of what the people around them go through. My grandfather before he passed started to go down this path and I couldn't imagine what it would be like if he would've asked me who I was. It would've ripped my heart out of my chest. Unfortunately I know so many people dealing with this and they always say if the person knew how they were now they wouldn't even want to be alive. It's a horrible disease. However this is a great piece. Thanks for sharing.
This actually made me cry. My poor grandmother got this...as well as her husband. It was sooo hard seeing her in the nursing home. She often asked these same questions. My grandpa couldn't remember his wife, so he would hurt her sometimes...and the nursing home ended up moving him into a separate room from her. It was so horrible having to see them in that situation. It always nearly killed my mom...but she'd hold out strong, until we left the nursing home, and she'd almost collapse, and I'd have to help her to the car. People don't ever really realize how hard it is. I didn't even know her all that well, but she was a kind woman and I had fond memories of her from when I was a child. That said, it always crushed me when she would ask, "Cyndi, who's this lovely young lady you've brought to see me today?" My mom's eyes always shimmered, but Grandma never seemed to notice. And she'd always respond the same, "Just a good friend, Momma. She wanted to come meet you. She heard such nice things about you!" Ack, just remembering those things are heart-wrenching.
You did such a wonderful job putting the reader into this poor woman's head. Did you go through this with someone you loved??? You HAD to have, since you got the feeling down to an absolute T. Really great job. And RaWrZ to you for making me cry, heh! :)
This is something. To capture the thoughts and feelings of one who sometimes is not even sure if it's them that's feeling. Woe! Think on it. It is good:-) Peace
You captured the very esscence of alzheimers dementia ..... my grandmother was married to my grandfather for 74 years and when he died her dementia reared its ugly head .... it is the saddest thing to see her ask when Howard is going to come back for her or to think that he was "unfaithful" she is so confused and you can see it in her eyes ...... this I have to say is truly being seperated from a love. So sad........ and so powerful...........even though they are lost and don't know where their love is .......... they still have the whispers of their commitment of love left......... this poem could also be seen as someone asking where their memories went .... where their mind went .......... a versatile poem and beautifully written!! Well Done!! I also like the picture you accompanied with the poem ...... good choice!
Where are you, my love?
You have faded like a dream.
I can't remember your face.
It makes me want to scream.
Where are you, my love?
I'm so nervous inside.
I feel there's something going wrong.
And there's no place to hide.
Where are you, my love?
You captured the fear and lonliness involved in alzheimers well. My Grandmother suffered from this disease. Confusion is mainframe in your poem. Superb write! Thanks for entering it into the Hearts Apart contest.
I have been writing since I knew how. Before that I would just draw pictures to tell a story. My true passion is poetic lyrics. That is mostly what I am inspired to write. I have been dabbling in othe.. more..