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.