Fond Memories

I lay cold and alone in complete and utter darkness Never again to feel the sunlight upon my face Alone yet never again lonely, no laughter, no tears, no more fears Gone is the longing for companionship, the burden of love, nor hatred Did I wish this? Is this bliss? Have I done this to myself? Or has life dealt me a cruel blow? Unable to right certain wrongs Gone are the troubles we all must face, but, gone too are the joys Perhaps not so many fond memories, but at least a few. Surely, a few...