Drumfire.

The pulsing beat rocks through your body.
The lights electrify the sound.
The people around you pulse with a pounding
Hands up inviting the vibration down
Its a deep simple beat
Roaring through your ears.
It's something you feel
rather than hear.
The rumbling is constant.
Mimmicking thunder.
A beating drum.
A blasting speaker.
A screeching mic.
Rocking.
Rolling.
Reverberating through you.

Photo by: ceratosaur

No Longer Searching.

Here I am. Sitting right next to you. I can tell you have so many thoughts on your mind. I know you aren't truly happy. I know the problems you face. I have found you and I know how to help. I have the solution to every problem you have ever had. But you never look at me. You never ask for help. You look at everyone around me. But you never find what you are searching for because I have it. I have it right here as I sit next to you. Just turn your focus towards me. Just let your wandering mind rest for a moment. As soon as you take a calming breath, you will finally realize the truth that has been taunting me for so long. And as soon as you finally open up and receive this truth, the happiness you have been waiting for will engulf us with a joyful warmth.

Photo by Kevin Dooley