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Time moves slowly, soon to lose importance…as I wander away, distancing who I am from who I was.

The pictures in my room are slowly fading…soon to be forgotten. I drop memories behind me like a breadcrumb trail, unaware they are being swept up and swindled by my surroundings.

Forgetting, once a faux pas, is no longer my fault…

All that’s left…a few familiar faces and repeated rapture. I lay awake at night, afraid to close my eyes, knowing life will thieve me while I rest…replacing fond thoughts of a full life, with engulfing emptiness.

My strong strut, now a shuffled walk. My bright eyes simply blink and send out blank stares… my words, now incomprehensible sentences that speak solely to me.

Life now forces me into a landscape of isolation and loneliness.

Only a fraction of my former self, moving aimlessly through an abundant world,

Alone I wander into this desert, without a fight…with no struggle.

Sadly,

with no return…..