Remember

I really don't know, 
what is more terrifying, 
when the days become longer, 
and the mind becomes slower. 

Is it to understand, 
what is happening to oneself, 
or is it to wonder why, 
what always has been isn't anymore.

Is it to perceive the downfall, 
and to know what's coming, 
or is it the disbelieve and fear, 
of losing control of your senses. 

Is it the realization of, 
the fragility of reality, 
or is it the concerned faces, 
of those around you. 

Perhabs it is only possible,
to be perceived from the outside,
maybe it is our brains fighting, 
against the thought of losing control.

Admittedly it is quite hard to imagine, 
getting tricked by yourself, 
even though we manage, 
to do so each and everyday.

Then again, 
it must be devastating, 
when the fog clears, 
And the bright lights fade, 
when the sounds reappear, 
and for a moment, 
everything seems, 
to make sense again, 
and you find yourself standing, 
in that supermarket isle, 
you always used to go to, 
wearing you pajamas, 
wondering how the hell, 
you got here... again. 

I just hope in that moment, 
kindness finds you, 
and you remember, 
that you are not alone.