Oblivion

Do not weep for me I say

As they inturr me in the fresh tilled dirt

Do not come by my grave

Expressing how you’re pained and hurt

There’s nothing there but an emptyshell

Of the person I used to be

There’s nothing there in the ground

But a casket full of broken dreams

Do not weep for me I say

For I lay not among the field of death

Raise a shot of Honey Evans

And down it in my memory in one breath

I do not wish for your tears

As they plummet from your eyes

Tears are for the weak and broken

Remember me as I was strong and just sigh

Do not weep for me I say

As my life exists now in sweet oblivion

The bittersweet release of mortal fears

Has left my existence in specs of dust into the milions

I am not here in this grave

My soul is not trapped in this hole of grief

I never was one to be trapped

My soul will forever reign free

Do not weep for me I say

In the placid fields of cold

The land of death and mourning

Could never hold my soul