Imagining the Sky

I sit quietly 
And watch him pass by
Never skips a day
Without a tear in his eye

Such a beautiful face
Doesn't deserve to cry 
Inside he screams 
I just want to die

He never says hello 
But passes right on by
As if I couldn't hear his thoughts 
He holds his head up high

He lays down on the grass 
A couple feet nearby 
A little bit of pain
Let out by a sigh

I wish that I could comfort him
When he whispers why
But I lay here still
Unable to reply

You see, My skin is decomposing
My eyes a bit awry
My jaw sewn shut from speaking
My tongue a bit to dry

A smile plastered on my face
My grimace is denied 
Rigor Mortis long set in
My movements won't comply 

When he rises from the grass
And walks away I try
With every bit of will 
I have pent up inside

To pull him back and tell him
We need to say goodbye
But I'm frozen in the dark
This death I can't defy 

I've always believed 
I'd go to heaven when I die
But I lie here in a box 
Imagining the sky