I dont live a dark and dreary life
But is it wrong of me to believe;
That the idea of oblivion as apathy
Is far too difficult to perceive.
Life started and ended
And it continued through;
And that oblivion will soon
Make its way from me to you.
Try to see it from my eyes
An existence so pure;
That once you vanish
You will be there no more.
And this is all a dream
Slumber is close to an end;
Oblivion will teach reality to mend.