He Lays Here

He lays down on the grass
Alone...
Lost and Forgotten...
His eyesight too blur to see the stars

He gazes with an empty look
The sky...
But he does not truly see a thing
Cold...

He lays here
while the children play accross the street
while mom bakes a cake he'll never taste
while life goes on around him

But he just lays here...
Without love, without a friend
Without someone to care
Without someone he can say goodbye to...

So he just lays here...