it's my life: Let ME be Free...

I wave out to them, but they aren’t looking at me,

I walk towards them, but they run away from me.

I feel their shadows moving, but no one is around me.

I shed some lonely tears, but there’s no one to help me suppress my fears.

So I sit here anxiously enclosed in this space,

So I mourn my fateful life in this scary distress.

So I pacify myself just by kissing my grandkids pics,

So I am forced to be in this lonely bed always fixed.

Now, I ask you, are you all perfect beings???

Now, I demand a reply; don’t you sometimes have a forgetful memory???

Now, I know what you'll think and say"She has Alzheimer's , she sounds really creepy!!!”

Now, Oh Lord, Am tired of this torture….Begging you to let me be free…

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Published in the book -"THE SURVIVOR'S GUIDE TO BEDLAM" by Brian Wrixon.
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