This was written before the diagnosis of Alzheimer's disease when I did not know what was happening.

Blue

I have talked til I am blue in the face.
My body is black and blue
from the emotional rollercoaster.
I am holding my breath
til my lips turn blue,
so the rage will die with me.

I never want to say another thing.

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