Alzheimers - Rage against the disease
Created by Dan on 10/08/2009
This is one of several "poems" I wrote while Angel was going through her illness. They are not happy stories, but they were an outlet for my feelings. Don't feel you need to read them - but some of you may find them helpful in understanding what we were going through.
Be sure to click on the lower right to see subsequent "pages" of this "story."
Rage against the disease
My wife is missing
She was my best friend
She was my lover
She was funny
She was grumpy
She argued with me
She wasn't perfect
Sometimes she is here during the day
But at night, she disappears
Someone else takes her place
Someone who wants to "go home"
Someone who wants to "see my mother and father"
Someone who "can't do this any more"
Someone who cries at the slightest pain, or hard word, or even a hard look, or for no reason at all
Someone who talks in riddles, and gets angry or cries when I don't understand
Something has taken my wife
Alzheimer's has taken her
You cannot argue with Alzheimer's
You cannot bargain with it
It is selfish.
It is relentless.
It does not care if you get angry
It does not care if you get depressed.
It does not care what you want.
It does not care.