This is who she is..

She sits there
Wishing anyone would care.
She doesn't remember days to weeks.
Sometimes she doesn't remember the face that speaks.
Her frail body is weakening day by day.
Her mind is not okay.
Sometimes she will stare right into your eyes.
And she will start to cry..
It's nobody's fault because she forgets.
This sickness eats away at her mind if only she remembered everyone she had met.
It takes away her beauty and makes her mad inside.
She sits there frowning because these emotions she can't hide.
She is lost all of the time but once in awhile she may come around.
Maybe she will smile for five minutes then here comes her frown.
During the night she paces the floor.
She's afraid that anyone will come through the door.
Her night time sweats kind of keep her awake.
To much going on in her mind, another heart to break.
She will never get better, this is who she is.
When it's her time to go, everything about her is what we will miss.
©terrylin53