Improper use of Medication
When motivation sleeps and your limbs feel like lead, what state are you in instead?
LETHARGY
When help exists but isn't near, no crutch, no brace, no aid is here. What am I?
LACK OF MEDICAL AIDS
Bruises bloom without a tale, cuts appear where memories fail. What am I?
UNEXPLAINED INJURIES
When caregivers must stay for all to hear, no whispers here, no secrets near. What am I?
CAREGIVER NOT ALLOWING PRIVATE COMMUNICATION
A paper appears, unfamiliar and new, with rules and terms you never knew. What am I?
CONFUSION ABOUT NEW LEGAL DOCUMENTS
My words may stumble, my sounds may slide, clear thoughts inside, but hard to confide. What am I?
SLURRING & INCOHERENCE
I’m the hollow gaze that seems to stare, a depth that's lost, a soul laid bare. What am I?
SUNKEN EYES
Though wounds are clear, I wave them away—“It’s nothing,” I insist, day after day. What am I?
DISSMISSIVE ATTITUDE ABOUT INJURIES
I retreat from the crowd, avoiding the noise, preferring silence, alone with my voice. What am I?
WITHDRAWL & ISOLATION
Money in hand, yet debts remain, ignored and piling, causing strain. What am I?
UNPAID BILLS DESPITE FINANCIAL RESOURCES
I’m the fog that clouds your mind, where answers hide and thoughts unwind. What am I?
CONFUSION
A painful mark, left too long, where pressure lingers, something’s wrong. What am I?
UNTREATED BEDSORES
I vanish slowly, day by day, though I eat and live the same old way. What am I?
UNEXPLAINED WEIGHT LOSS
New footsteps echo, a change in the air, once empty space now shared with care. What am I?
CAREGIVER MOVES IN
A sudden dip, a rapid drain, funds vanish without clear gain. What am I?
WITHDRAWL FROM BANK ACCOUNTS
Too warm, too cold—I'm dressed all wrong, for sun or snow, I don’t belong. What am I?
INAPPRROPRIATE CLOTHING
I steal your strength and slow your stride, with trembling hands you cannot hide. What am I?
WEAKNESS
I’m the weight you cannot see, a shadow that clings silently. What am I?
DEPRESSION