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Memories returning

Memories returning

memories buried a lifetime ago
my subconscious
is struggling to contain
It's to busy battling Parkinson's
And control it's failing to regain
one or two snapshots
quite innocent at first
my day as a bridesmaid
nothing much worse
but now they have started
how will I stop
the nightmare's unfolding
can they be blocked
what will I do
how will I deal
what was once just a story
is now becoming real
the silence was broken
as I lay there in bed
I could hear her screams
echoing round in my head
the tears started to fall
there was nothing I could do
now just like then mum
I still can't save you

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Mandy Hoy

awww wow thank you.

I write what I'm going through in poetry because it helps me cope with what is happening. I can't talk to my family or anyone at work about these things, Cos they'd just upset them to much.
IĀ  suppose it is vanity, but I want a record of my journey with PD.Ā 
That's the beauty of this site, I haven't told anyone about it that I know, not even my family. I enter them for the competition because I love the comments good or bad. As its nice getting any sort of feedback.Ā 
Then one day they will find them. I've put it in a letter, that they will get when I'm not here and then you never know one of my grandchildren might write a book about me.

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Edward Williams

That is so cool Mandy just awesome i hope your wishes come true for you .?

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Laura Jaber

i love it
keep writing because it truly helps and will save you
stay strong!

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Mandy Hoy

Thank you Laura, you're right it does help, writing helps more than you could ever imagine xx

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A Lonely Journey

What a beautiful poem, Mandy. Oh my gosh, what a story.Ā 
You're wonderful. Keep writing, it's fantastic.Ā 

Matthew.Ā 

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Mandy Hoy

Thank you you're very kind.

Ā I will keep writing it keeps me sane.
I know it sounds weird but writing enables me to get all the bad stuff, that I feel, down on paper and then I can't explain what it does, it just helps. I know it may sound stupid, but you know the story of Dorian Grey with the picture in the attic, well you're my attic I supposed. Parkinson's is able to damaged your brain quicker, by negative thoughts, depression and stress are massive for having bad effect on you, when you suffer from this illness. My poetry enables me to take all the bad stuff out my head and put it safely on this site I suppose. Where it then no longer hurts me.

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