I have writers block...
The day my Mom got sick...
I stopped Huffington Post different news outlets stopped contacting me for my opinions
I have a free form prose way of writing
I covered politics music inside Hollywood scoop as I’m an actor.
My mum is finishing her earth bound life of love and fear. Her life support was stopped and her breathing is slowing.
My Mums Mum raised me even though I saw my Mum everyday she had a bond with my Nana
Who left this world just a few years ago.
Mums worst pain was grief. She got early onset rapid progression Alzheimer’s disease. Almost like a poem itself...Mums 2 dogs past away...her 2 beloved senior citizens 2nd round of kids 4 birds I have but it’s as if magic came from God in a cosmic way:.. of they’d be lost without the lady of the house.
My heart is so heavy and I still have pain towards some family members. They kept her diagnosis from me...they let her drive...and the disgusting behaviors of creepy money grubbing. My Mum was giving away saved by the bell residuals of mine. So in the frustrating mind of a person with this disease they lash out. I called on family members for help because she was going into rages on me while I was in bed for a year after having my right foot literally rebuilt. Example is she started calling the police and telling them I’m a drug dealer working out of my bedrooms french door. I don’t even drink that’s how crazy things got. They all knew for over a year and they tried to blame her Alzheimer’s on me...So my Mums mind was fading and I feel so broken-hearted as we never made amends. I bought her a house I moved in with my partner to help. I took care of her I afforded some Luxury for her because I’ll never spend that much money.
I would love to meet a fellow poet here to work on a poem with me I want to write about the mother of angels Mary. It’s my moms name and my grandmothers name. They were very Catholic and both had a devotion to Mary. I want to write about Mary sending the angels of passage from this world to the next. I’m so sorry for writing this I’m just coping.... Thank you to anyone that might help a bit with phraseology and I hope I didn’t upset anyone to warrant a bad put down.
Mary Mary sent me to take you to your Mother She’s there with everyone you’ve missed so...
