Beauty of Night

A Poem by Lauren

The black of night engulfs me;
I give in to its deep persuasion,
lost in empty thought.
I drive through the sea of stillness
and speakers rattle out the rhythm
that once harnessed my soul-
our song.

Feelings rebirth from deceased memories;
past ghosts are materialized.
I see the tears-
most of anger; some of joy,
and these are the moments we shared;
the memories we had- good AND bad.

Again all blur to one,
concealed in one awful, beautiful melody
that eventually will end again,
and leave me driving on...
because all of it's just a memory now,
but forever it will be
our song.