by miracle Mar 25, 2009
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
I first started writing poetry when my grandfather past away from a disease that destroyed him from the inside out. It made his body forget how to function and his short-term memory was practically destroyed. He forgot how to walk and talk. When the disease took him, it took away my will power to want to face my fears of losing the people I loved, the problem that we humans have to face as mortals. The disease was Alzheimers and it affects many people today. When I lost him I lost my ability to express my emotions in words I tried to be the strong for my grandmother. |