Requiem

A rainy prairie within a limitless dream
Where everything is a memory
So perfect, that Nature, Herself, is singing
When tears become mere dew upon the petals of a flower
Where sobs become but whispers in the rain.
and laughter is lost in the thunder
When alone is not really 'by yourself'
Where paradise is only a bullet away.
This is my Requiem.

Reviews

[closed acouttt]

that sounds like a beautiful place.