Mindlessness


I’ve seen a mind deteriorate.
It’s such a nasty thing.
There's no way back
From the helplessness holding the horrible truth.
The eyes go cloudy, once clear and blue,
And then you sit there, as they stare
At seemingly nothing.

The dark beast batters by default;
It’s wriggles and writhes
As you see their mind try to escape.
But they weaken; a withering flower.
The petals are plucked one by one.

A beautiful person sitting, once there, now gone.
The gears are turning,
Grinding slowly, soon to stop.
When they do, it doesn’t matter.
I’m numb, just as they are.
I hope to disappear despite remembering.

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