Must be the
Time of year

Stomach knotted, fists clenched tight,
Frustration reigns, day and night,
Happy faces all around,
Yet, from me a pitiful sound,
A sound that screams “Please set me free
“From this dementia that you see “
My eyes cry, yet no tears,
No future clear, full of fears,
Yet up front, all you see,
Is a happy smiley chatty me?
But inside I am slowly dying
Broken will and my heart crying,
Is this the last new year I`ll see,
Or Christmas memories for you and me
Next year I may not remember,
A July Day or last September,
So if that’s the case then I will say,
Please all enjoy your Christmas day,
Embrace New Year and hug it tight,
Stay Strong my friends, keep up the fight!!

Norrms, Elaine and family xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx