Originally Posted by pinklinzangel

today is dignity day for those with dementia.
I wrote this for the dementia alliance, and just wanted to share the insight.
How I perceive being trapped y dementia:

HEAR my SPEAK

It’s a frightening world.
No-one speaks my speak,
Yet speak I do; even scream.

What is it you hear-
Or indeed, don’t hear?
My future, it feels so bleak.

I’m a soul you know;
Tortured, You say,
Tortured, I say, or unheard?

For I do speak to you,
But you don’t speak my speak;
It doesn’t mean I have nothing to say.

So please listen to me
When I say my words,
The language may not be the same;

But I’m talking to you
In the way I know how;
Listen; HEAR what I say.

be grateful for every little things peeps x