Walking through the forest,
Looking at the tree,
Listening to the gentle,
buzzing of the bees.
...
Death
My mind is easing,
My life is ending,
I'm drifting away,
Far away,
Into a deep sleep,
That I'll never wake from.
Yes it's death.
The one thing,
That can never be escaped.
People are sad,
But I am happy,
No more pain,
No more sorrow,
I'm in a peaceful place now,
That's all that matters.
Death is peaceful,
Death is easy,
Something of which,
No one can avoid.