Normms again:

Hollow Cry`s

Hollow Cries from deep inside

Eyes that weep but cannot cry

Open mouth and yet no sound

Familiar Voices all around

Walking around in a dream

Nothing`s real, or so it seem`s

Waking nights, sleeping days

Eating meals through Foggy Haze

Un-Familiar mirror reflection`s

I`m never right, always corrections

All these things, and much more,

As dementia knocks at your door

Cc Norrms xxxxxxxxxxxx

Taken from my book “Silent Voices “

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Books-Mr-Norman-Mc-Namara