Dementia

In the dawn of my mind
Thoughts start to fade
I can't seem to recall why I am so afraid
Blurred faces, names eluding, I'm barely holding on
Lost in the stages of a battle that can't be won
I'm chased by my own brain, I'm losing track of time
Hours start to blend, I feel it in my spine

I'm drifting through the haze of a mind that's worn
Searching for a way back to where I was born
With each passing day, I'm breaking down some more
Dementia's grip grows stronger, deep down to the core
Through the confusion and despair, I strive to find the light
But memories slip through my fingers, that shined so bright
In this rocky journey, I search for what's within
Oh, the stages of dementia, a relentless fight
I stumble through the corridors of my fractured mind
Seeking fragments of a past that's left behind
I'm drifting through the haze of a mind that's worn
Searching for a way back to where I was born
As the stages progress, I'll face what lies in store
With love and patience by my side, I'll fight forevermore
For though my memories may fade, and my mind may stray
I'll keep my spirit burning bright, until my dying day
Until my dying day
Until my dying day
Until my dying day
Until my dying day