Dementia

Car horns blare amidst voices of anger
Silent I sit here and I start to wonder
Am I insane or just meant to wander
Surrounded by barbs of social danger

No more words to spill upon the page
My mental absentee never missed
A brief glimmer of when we kissed
Dementia settles in or is it just old age

Silent words never spoken now forgotten
The pain I'm feeling still remains
My heart now captured and detained
Moralistic dilemmas forever bought in

Reason wastes away in cages now lost
What makes me live this way
Cannot last another lonely day
My soul has always been the final cost

Now I rage in a self-hated love affair
Never really seeing whats around
Social misfit and romantic clown
Broken goods damage beyond repair

Lonely number nine, left behind for ten
Bigger, better, what waits for me
Lost in a perpetual forest of no trees
Instead surround by images of whats been

Modest is simplified when mouths don't move
Humble knows you're never better
Compassion is the pillow wetter
Cold stone when all three are removed