Relic

It was the last thing I saw. A dark shroud sweeping over the land; a blanket of melancholy. I felt my feet go numb and my eyes began to darken and I drifted off into that lasting slumber. A permanent reprieve from the harsh reality that had become my existence. Never had I thought it would end this way. Never would I have thought that life would become so empty. It wasn't always so. I can remember a time when all life seemed to be full of energy. The birds never stopped singing, the wind always had a soft comforting feel like a lovers hand brushing the hair from your brow. Everything that you saw and knew was overflowing with happiness..........Or maybe that's just what I want to remember in my last moments. Is it wrong to want a life full of joy? Is it selfish to think that at one time everything was right with the world? Then how about just one moment. One instance where everything wasn't against me. That's what I'll remember...