Lost in Existence

The elated shriek of a girl
who has found the motivation to wake up every morning
rips through the heavy wall of silence that was composed
as the tour date tab loaded at barely a crawl.
After what seems like hours, it is revealed that there's a stop in her town.
She is doomed to count the days until life can resume.
Striving towards the next chance she has to feel complete - accepted.

A hushed silence falls over the venue as the seconds tick away,
bringing with it the moment she has been anxiously awaiting for months,
almost within reach, her fingertips nearly brushing it.
Lights dim - speakers and amps explode, baraging her soul with sound waves.
The crows bursts into relentless chaos.
Her vocal chords are tied up with passion, ravaging her attempted scream.
Flying fists promise injury as the pit envelops her,
an adrenaline rush not easily forgotten.

The car ride home is barren of any sound
in comparision to the bombardment of distortion and feedback,
experienced only minutes previous.
It's only broken by the immutable ringing in her ears
that she will embrace for days to come.
The night she has just lived will forever be scarred into her heart,
becoming her existence.