Concerts

Bodies sweating, swaying to the beat,
Arms raised, dancing
Bodies producing heat.
Grinding and bumping,
Feeling the music,
Rocking with the bass thumping.
Screaming and shouting,
voice becoming hoarse,
as the band leaves us pouting.
We always want more,
enough is never enough,
no matter how sore.
We are free from rules and parents,
we can be ourselves with no limit,
everyone is family, no arguments.
I can be free,
I can be at peace,
I am home.