I sit here in the dark, I cannot gather my thoughts together
I am totally lost, my mind is muddled, I am at the end of my tether
I do not know who I am, I am totally lost in space
My memory has left me, I cannot recognise my face
Is this madness, am I in disgrace
Or have I just lost my place
I was intelligent, an artist, articulate in speech
But my voice sounds like a parrot when it begins to screech
Is this me? part of my brain begins to stall
And when I try to put the words together my memory cannot recall
Nobody listens, I try to talk with my eyes
But they all think I'm stupid and walk away with sighs
Shame! they say this illness breaks down the heart
Why oh why such a wonderful person, could fall apart?
Inside I am screaming, see me for what I am?
Do'nt give up on me, just be there to hold my hand
I look like a Zombie filled with hopelessness
Dear God, take me out of this terrible mess
A contest entry
- I. LIFE by Naridill.
800 points, ended January 31, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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A lot of personal nouns for such a short piece. But with that - your phrasing stood out a lot more and pulled this piece together well. A very intriguing response to poem.
Thanks for entering,

