The Dreaded Word

I'm bombarded from all directions,
confused and running scared.
That evil, dreaded word
keeps running through my head

With every minute twist
and even the slightest turn,
I find that dreaded word
at the peak of my concern.

I’m taking all precautions
doing what the doctor said,
but still that dreaded word
keeps running through my head.

It strikes when I least expect it,
when I’m out having fun.
I’m chatting with a new friend,
while soaking up the sun.

It leaves me feeling like a fool
It attacks without remorse
in the middle of a sentence
striking with such force.

Oh how I fear that dreaded word
That disease creeping up on me
I need everyone’s help
to fight this dreaded senility.