Flash.

Tremble.

Lights spinning around.

Too loud bass,

Thumping against my skin,

Slowly crushing my soul.

Green flashes to blue

Flashes to pink

Flashes to dark.

Shadows crawl around the outskirts of the over-packed room.

Bodies jerking to the quote on quote beat that threatens to take down the walls.

Pushing through the crowd.

Entering the frigid hall.

Breathing in the wondrous air,

Oxygen filled and cold.

Pulse in rhythm with

The synthetic beat

Subconsciously,

I know where I am.

The only thing I see,

Glowing splotches

Dancing around my vision

Like the people inside.

Crashing bass,

Even louder out here

The silence

Just as overpowering.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting