Like
lost animals they sit
Round
in circles of despair
Trying
to remember
Why
they are even there.
Their
eyes are still blinking
But
have lost their spark
Their
energy has faded
They
are left in the dark.
Microwave
meals
And
countless cups of tea
The
nurses never rest
From
tending to the elderly.
They
now are like children
Innocent
and vulnerable
Their
personality is gone
They
can’t recognise themselves.
Their
families visit
Now
and again
Pretending
to care
Pretending
to love.
But
how can they be loved
When
they’re just a shell of a person
Now
the empty home
Of
that once vibrant soul.