In the darkness of nightamongst the shadowsjust out of my sightI sense you’re nearthat apparition of my pasta dark…
It took time to openthe door to your mindthat place you retreatto when pain is felt
*Trigger warning — Theme about loss and grief*
Each day anew, my mindplays out the past of oldregurgitating the painI’ll forever lament overas I replace my spokenwords…
Poem about life as a carer for a father with dementia.