Lost In The Esctasy Of Night Poem by Meghan

3 am
I walk with the night
I raise my arms to the shadowy sky
reaching to grasp the stars
letting out the darkest scream
it slips into the void of the atmosphere
stumbling blindly in obscurity
through murky visions that could be a dream
wildlly I roam
in search of nothing
but the esctasy that runs through me
as I walk blindly in the night
the thrill of danger
tantalizing
I drone all through the day
in anticipation of the vivacious night
the adrenaline courses through my veins
electrifying every moment and sense
all alone in sheer agony I stumble through the night


1: 30 pm Sat. Jan.6.07