Beautiful Night

  It's a beautiful night, not the kind I would normally be spending alone. There are a few whisps of clouds scattered across the sky, but only enough to give the air above me life. Behind them is the backdrop of stars, a thousand dots that make up the most beautiful of all light shows. The air around me is comfortably chilled, and a slight breeze keeps it alive. Higher up, the breeze turns into a wind that blows the clouds away from the moon, that it might light up the night with it's radiant shine.
  The soft light glistens off the dew covered grass that fill the meadow I lay in. It all feels so perfect, as if the night had set it all up just for me. So, I lay for now, and simply enjoy this moment of peace that has been provided to me. It almost seems like the night is teasing me with what I'm throwing away, offering it's beauty in exchange for my life.
  With that thought, the serenity of my night is broken. I reach into my pocket, and pull out a single, miniscule pill. Looking up at the moon while I roll it between my fingers, I thank it for giving me at least these last few moments of calm reflection. Then I let the memories flow through my mind, reliving them one last time. When I can't stand them anymore, I let them go completely, and drop the pill onto my tongue...

  I don't feel it go down, but I feel the night open up it's arms. It pulls me close, and holds me tight as it takes me away.