Big City Rock Concert.

sitting on the concrete floor, feeling my tongue vibrate against my teeth. the music flooding through my body, my mind in convulsions, reaching the climax, over the edge once i hear that song. bright lights, empty beer cans. i cant tell if my foot is slipping, or if its my mind thats drifting further away. in front of me are the heroes of today, that reached their goals. but they'll never feel the way i feel now, liberated, individual, and the contradictory collective. the voice reaches me, echoing, burning images and chords. if things could always be this way, i wouldnt have to think about - .