The excitement is within me,
I know it is wrong,
Why should I feel like this,
Happy that she has gone,
Gone away for a week.
She has changed so much,
Dementia has taken her,
Taken her from me
Into her own world,
Leaving me to work so hard,
So hard to deal with her problems,
The problems she now has.
The normality of her life has gone,
Gone so she can do almost nothing,
Lost in her own mindless world,
Leaving me to pick up the pieces,
Day after day,
Night after night,
Non-stop working,
Non-stop worrying.
The love of my life has gone,
Disappeared into her demented mind,
Leaving me to struggle,
A struggle that gets harder,
Harder every single day.
She is away for a week,
I can relax,
But she will be back soon,
And the struggle will start again,
Start again – until when?