Prison of Thoughts

Prison of Thoughts

Let me out, let me out
Can you not see inside the contours of my mind?
Why do you have to doubt?
Why do you feel the need to bind?

The corridors are long and winding
Full of space and yet locked doors
I feel cross that you are so binding
As I run across the floors

I bang on the windows, and then the doors
Racing back and forth
I search frantically through my drawers
Then back to East, West, South and North

All you do is make me anxious
I so want to be free
My mind should be a blank canvas
But it’s not, so I will shout and I will plea

Let me out, let me out right now
You can’t keep me prisoner
You promised and made a vow
But all you have done is imprison her

Her is me, don’t you hear?
It’s so unfair, this prison of walls
When you are there and I am here
You say it is to prevent my falls

Why have you put me in this place?
Full of locks and bars
I spend my life pacing within the space
But as I peer out, I see all the cars

I want so much to be free
Like a bird gliding through the sky
Or like the fish in the sea
Yet all I do is sit and cry

As I am here within the confinements of the home
And the prison of my mind
Where I am allowed to roam
And the nurses here are so kind

Don’t forget that I miss you, child
For that is how I remember you
You used to be so wild
Even more as you grew

Please let me come home with you
I promise that I will be good
I will make you my famous stew
You told me that you would if you could

But that I will be too unsafe to leave
My mind doesn’t understand
I wiped my face on my sleeve
Then you gave me a reprimand

And gave me a tissue instead
You sighed and looked at your watch
I felt there was a lot things unsaid
Yet I couldn’t remember, so asked if you still did the hopscotch

I don’t remember you leaving
And here am I pacing again
Why is everyone so deceiving
Why doesn’t anyone explain?

©Tracey Shorthouse 2016

Author: tracey28

I was diagnosed with early onset of Alzheimer's Disease and Posterior Cortical Atrophy in December 2015. I cope with having this by being optimistic and positive, and by being vocal about dementia. Its not a case of it being shoved under the carpet or not being spoke about like it used to. How else can we learn if not open about it. I do a variety of things to get out there and keep my brain active which is the most important thing. This is what I am going to share with you, my poems, positivity, etc. It doesn't have to be doom and gloom when you have a long term condition.

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