The days roll by

things don't get better

the woman that she was

exists no more

Just to look

you'd never know

superficially, the damage

doesn't show

But I can see

the motor skills

degrading every day

the broken thoughts

forgotten words

also come into play

Habits practiced

all her life

now mysteries

that break her will

faces lose identity

with gaps

that just won't fill

the hearing

and the eyesight fail

and lack of comprehension

makes her rail

against a devil she cannot see

and so she takes it out on me

I fight a foe that can't be beaten

and a battle already lost

and as each precious day goes by

my body pays the cost

our lives have been drained of all the fun

it's 2 Paying The Price For 1