Sentenced to Life

About an elderly person in a care home who is wasting away. Along with the usual comparisons.

Here they leave us to die
Can’t get the fog to lift
but the sadness still remains
Rainbow sterility in pill form
can’t exist but they won’t let us pass away

Wish I was young enough
to end it there
To treasure relatives before
they become strangers
My carer sees nothing past
the emptiness where there once was a person

Still feel trapped
the sky, it never changes
My only regret is that I was born

The End

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