Parkinson's River

I feel so helpless,

out of control

and not because of brain cells you stole.

Its dreams and futures that can never to be -

this is what you’ve taken from me.

All sold down Parkinson’s river.

I’m all tied up,

its all confusion,

a giant optical illusion.

I don’t know what’s real or what is false.

I want to steer a change of course,

away from Parkinson’s river.

But I am stuck,

I have no choice.

You’re even taking my f****g voice.

I want to scream, shout, be heard,

Its all so crazy and absurd,

sailing on Parkinson’s river.

So what to do?

I cannot leave.

I’m stuck with it

in desperate need -

of a life raft - I’ll call her hope,

and pray that she will stay afloat

while on Parkinson’s river.