The Truth of Lying

My grandfather lies there dying.
So tired he is
Of the truth
Of lying.
Dying in that bed.
With no light
Inside his head.
So tired he is
Of the truth
Of dying.
Lying in that bed.
With no fight
Inside his head.
Of trying
To stay alive
When he’d much rather be dead.

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