The music pumps
and flows through my veins like blood
  my nerves are electrified
   my eyes are seared with the flashing multicolored lights
    my ears throb with the beat
     the bass splits my skull
      and makes my feet jump on the floor, though I stand still
       the heat and press of the bodies
        around me
         moves and shifts as they dance, arms waving in the air
        sweat rolling off their skin
       the energy is a suffocating humid cloud
      from which there is no escape
     it hangs in the air close to the ceiling.
    Someone slams into me, falling to the ground
   and as I look down, I catch a glimpse of their eyes
  glazed and bloodshot and dead
I realize that's exactly what they all are
bodies
empty bodies
  with nothing left except the music
    to fill the empty shells
     in the place that once held their souls.