Alone
Alone
In a crowded room
An isolated hallway
Inside a dementia ward
Alone
He sat staring out through the window
Hoping for glimpses of humanity
Praying it would all end
Alone
Leaving the other residents he slid down the wall
Wishing for peace and comfort
Desperation inside his heart
All alone
Beautiful, just beautiful.
It is a shame that we can be surrounded by people and still be lonely. I tried to visit my partner in the nursing home as often as possible because I didn’t want her to think she was alone. The irony is that nursing staff didnt see loneliness on all the other residents faces.
Loneliness is a strange thing, and we can feel it in a crowd as much as inside a dementia unit or in a single room alone xo
Remember my friend, that our thoughts create our reality! Please see yourself as getting better and not fearing what you have written about! Do not create that! I see you finding new ways to vastly improve and learn to live with D on an acceptable level….Sending love and hugs….VK
I’m living with it as well as possible, and work on creating the ‘other’ every single day… xox
Very powerful & disturbing my friend but sadly these feelings aren’t just dementia related,they illustrate isolation (of all kinds) beautifully
so true… in fact the poem started out as loneliness and isolation in general, and ended up in the dementia ward!