I lay on the grass of oblivion, for I’m being faded away,
For I ignore everything in life, so this is where I want to stay.
I feel so alone, so why not be it here,
Unless going back to real world, I imagine the pain I fear.
The grass I speak of, beautiful flowers surrounds me,
Scents from it, calms, and soothes me so deeply.
I stay here, I know this now, this is where I belong,
For back in the real world, my heart is not very strong.
My heart can finally beat in peace, with less pain,
It is something worth feeling, it doesn’t restrain.
The ambience, I hear, as I close my eyes on grass,
I tear happily, never thought this would surpass.
Relieved I feel lot, and security I feel much,
I will not be entrapped by another woman’s touch.
Here, on this beautiful exquisite field, I am healing,
Yes, I am dead but now I know happy feeling.