April 1925

April 1925

A Poem by Czarina
"

But I'm watching you lose your mind, so bear with me...

"

Hello dear dementia

Look who has come to visit

Hello, that's right

Do you remember me?


Feeling rather grumpy?

Your tantrum interrupted

Oh well, so long

Perhaps another day


The months went by like this

Before I realized that

In order to see you smile again

I need to let you go


Waiting all this time

For your time to meet the end

Accepted this as fate

You were never meant to stay

Not trying to hurt you

I mean this in the best way

But I'm watching you

Lose your mind, so bear with me


Survived nearly a century

Surpassing the average

Congrats, you win

The world applauds with awe


In reward for your achievement

How about hallucinations?

Some pain, no gain

For living so long


I hate to grow up like you

If it aches the more I exist

Though you cannot read this

Better tell you now


Replacing your legs with

A pair of rubber wheels

When you look at me is

There someone else you see?

Why not fly to heaven

Leave this cruel place at last?

Between God and your love

Wouldn't you prefer to be?


What would he think if he looked down and saw you like this?

How does it feel to love something and forget what it is?

I should open my mouth while you could hear

Instead I'll smile and say nothing as you rot away


Waiting all this time

For your time to meet the end

Accepted this as fate

You were never meant to stay

Could I maybe ask you

Every question that I have?

Instead, I start over with a

“Nice to meet you”


In the future when you die

Your mind can be itself

Free from your body and the earth

Things destined to fail

If you're reading this right now

Then I will admit

I did not know you

But loved you nonetheless

© 2016 Czarina


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Added on June 27, 2016
Last Updated on June 27, 2016
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Czarina
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