I remember very vividly when I was 10 years old.
How I could write a story that sounded like I was old.
The words would flow right through me I wouldn’t have to think
But since my first episode all that’s begun to shrink.
It takes me too long to understand just what I read.
I go over every sentence till my brain begins to bleed.
Finding how to manage the losses that I endured
Seems might take forever for me to be reassured.
I can’t remember years of my life or family
I struggle to recognize some of the faces that I see.
I don’t know how to process information or social clues
All that is really hard because it’s something I could use
To fit in with society and act accordingly ,
Without them noticing that I’m different because what happens inside me.
my mind is just the beginning of what’s moving down the line
It’s what the doctor referred to as Cognitive decline.
-Schiz N Giggles