Kafka's castle

Kafka's castle

Kafka’s castle

Slowly consumed by his mind’s forgetfulness
He looks out in confusion trying to understand,
“What the hell is going on”,
At times screaming this for all to hear,
Raging at what is perceived as false imprisonment,
Fighting suffocation,
Swinging out in fear and anger,
Seeking for some kind of justice in a world gone crazy,
Which never comes,
In Kafka’s castle he wanders,
Lost in dark corridors pursued by those who imprison,
Reasons for never revealed
Only soft lies spoken in false kindness,
Yet never taken in by those who cause his pain.
Alone,
With people out of their minds,
Liars all,
Seeking to make him believe what is not true,
Knowing all along there is no escape.
At times giving up going inward
Hoping to blot out the nightmare without,
The inner world only offering longing for what is gone forever,
“Ma” he yells,
“Ma”!!!!!!!!! !!!!!
So no place to withdraw,
Wanting to be alone,
Then forgetting where he is at,
In a place of nowhere
Surroundings unknown
The comfort of his room becoming an alien landscape.
He calls out for the company for those who give no comfort.
His journey not pleasant
Though there are moments when some light breaks through,
Perhaps the dubious gift of not remembering what has gone before.
The caregivers and those receiving care,
Simply have to take this dance until the end,
Those who care for him taking the lead
A dubious privilege but one taken willingly,
Perhaps some hope that one day they can make a difference