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LATE NIGHT THINKING

Here I am awake at night,
Waking up feeling not right.
Not sure if I'm asleep or alive,
Lost confidence little drive.
Wife fast asleep by my side,
Yet the loneliness I cannot abide.
It's spiraling out of my control,
Hated being young.
Not enjoying being old,
There's nothing that I regret.
With a mind built to forget,
Three months for this dementia drug.
I've been taking before I feel any effects,
So I'm told old age should be fun.
Yet here I am feeling my life's over, done.
With thoughts that's escalated on the run,
The new drug I'm taking so I'm told.
If my pulse drops below sixty,
Won't have to worry about getting old.
They say in life you sow what you reap,
Maybe I'll feel better in the morning,
If I'm not too tired to go to sleep.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley