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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2206574
Alzheimer patience suffer silently. We are helpless to their needs.
The curtain has closed;
No light filters in;
All they hear is
The sound of silence;
The expression of fright
Fills their eyes
As they try to escape
From this torment.
Daily they are traveling
Through the hard times.
They have no voice;
They can not articulate.
They are lost In another world,
In another place.
They can’t escape;
They are bound by cords of terror.

There is no 'Why'

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