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A Poem: Lost Thoughts Buried Deep

With the darkest of my thoughts transferred to written words at times I can see the light.

Lost to Alzheimer's

Lost to Alzheimer's

Lost Thoughts Buried Deep

I sit alone;

surrounded by darkness

submerged in my own psyche

searching for lost thoughts;

buried deep,

amid uninvited shadows

that lurk inside my head.

I stare through the charcoal molecules

dancing before my eyes

a monstrous vacuum...

I know there is nothing to see;

nothing at all.

I listen to the forlorn stillness

a sepulchral silence

envelopes me

I know there is nothing to hear;

nothing at all.

I reach deeper;

inside my expiring brain

scavenging for what I once knew

in a disappearing mindless pool

that was once my memory.

There is nothing...

in this ebony pitt...

nothing at all.

My mind is void;

a vacant hollow;

my thoughts lost in a sea of grey

a swirling mass of memories

absent;

gone a stray.

A malady of parasites

have found my thoughts

the leeches won't let go;

filthy toothed creatures

I feel them slowly gnawing

on all that I once knew.

Obscurity steals through my head

a dark and evil fiend

all is left to float forever

abandoned to an abyss

a forgotten mind of memories

and lost thoughts admist

an intellect of dying cells

finally suppressed.

I sit alone; in the darkness

forsaken and forlorn

within this desolate chasm

of lost thoughts

and emptiness

engulfed by isolation;

an eternal limbo

now my home.


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Author's Note

Alzheimer's is a horrible disease, coveting without mercy. Alzheimer's can be a silent monster lurking in the shadows for quite some time before finally deciding to pounce; creeping among the grey; steeling memories and thoughts; memories of special moments and thoughts of those most dearest. Sucking everything from the mind, leaving nothing but a shell: an empty, lonely lost, shell.

© 2011 Gabriel Wilson

Comments

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on October 26, 2011:

Thank you for your time Ama Tainted; glad to meet you.

Amanda from Texas on October 25, 2011:

your vocabulary is astonishing! you write with a style and grace of another time when words were not so simplistic. the diction, in itself, is an artform...

voted up and beautiful.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on October 16, 2011:

Escaping society my friend is not the same as being ejected from it. Thank you for reading and for your comment, I appreciate your words and your time.

ugofiguhritout on October 16, 2011:

Awsome poetry it is me and how wonderful it must be to escape society for i feel its a large part that creates those thoughts.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on September 21, 2011:

Yes! I now believe he was :)

Gail Sobotkin from South Carolina on September 21, 2011:

Perhaps he was lost somewhere beautiful.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on September 21, 2011:

Hi Happyboomernurse.

I wrote this poem in memory of an old man. He had the bluest eyes and the warmest heart. When I looked into his eyes; the blueness I once knew was still there, but the rest of him seemed to be ebbing; wondering; lost. I always hoped he was lost somewhere beautiful.

All I saw... well... you know that already: you read the poem. I saw nothing; nothing at all.

Alzheimer's: a malady of parasites.

Thank you for your words.

Gail Sobotkin from South Carolina on September 21, 2011:

I think my nursing background affected my interpretation of this poem because I saw it as how a person suffering from Alzheimer's might feel, sitting alone in a corner of a nursing home.

Powerful poem no matter how you interpret it. Thanks for sharing.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on September 18, 2011:

Thank you for your time innoialifa. Your comment is very much appreciated :)

innoialifa from Ibadan on September 17, 2011:

Well -expressed sentiments,keep on beautifying the world with your poems...

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on August 15, 2011:

Tanx for reading jami I. pereira :)

jami l. pereira on August 14, 2011:

Great write , thanks for sharing!

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on August 06, 2011:

Hi carol3san. Tanx for taking the time to read. I took that photo a couple of years ago; it's one of my favorite.

Carolyn Sands from Hollywood Florida on August 04, 2011:

Thanks for the poem. It is very well written and is also a good read. The picture of the dark clouds is very effective.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on August 02, 2011:

Welcome to HubPages therogoddess!

Tanx for popping in; I appreciate your time and your comments.

Best of luck with your writing :)

therogoddess on August 01, 2011:

WOW...EXCELLENT CHOICE OF WORDS..IAM NEW HERE BUT OUT OF ALL IVE READ YOUR WRITINGS ARE GREAT..KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK..NOW I KNOW SOMEONE IN PORTUGAL...ALTHOUGH I LIVE IN CHICAGO ILLINOIS, AN WE ARE A MILLION MILES AWAY, I CONNECT WITH YOU THROUGH YOUR WRITINGS GOOD JOB.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on July 31, 2011:

Tanx for reading fashion :)

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on July 31, 2011:

The people are still as good hearted. I often come home to fresh bread hanging on my door or vegetables fresh from the ground. The city has grown but there are still many rural spots.

fashion on July 31, 2011:

Very interesting and well written poem.

Joyce Haragsim from Southern Nevada on July 30, 2011:

Tell me is Portugal still as pretty as it was back in the 70's and are the people still as good hearted.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on July 30, 2011:

Ah! writer20 so do I. Thank you :)

Joyce Haragsim from Southern Nevada on July 30, 2011:

I'm close to your words, your poem is very interesting.

Here's hopefully our brain cells stays with us for the coming years.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on July 30, 2011:

Hi AliciaC. I love that you got the photo :) So glad you dropped by, tanx.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on July 30, 2011:

I love your poem! It contains vivid images and the photo contributes so well to the mood and theme of the poem. Voted beautiful.

Gabriel Wilson (author) from Madeira, Portugal on July 30, 2011:

I sometimes wonder how honest we all are about our state of mind. But I'd like to think you're right; everyone and anyone can feel like this at some time.

Tanx for your time and your comment :)

sonia05 from india on July 30, 2011:

very interesting and great choice of words!!This state of mind is true for everyone and anyone at some point of life! Lost in thought or lost thoughts haunt the mind and uncertainty dwells for quite sometime!!

voted up!