Beating hard from out of nowhere.

Why does my heart race so?

Lying here, not doing much at all,

But my heart feels like it’s dancing at a ball.

It pounds fitfully against my ribs,

Then soon starts the dread from within.

I feel the squeeze of a strong hand

Strangling it oh so tight.

I start to worry, is there something wrong?

But nothing is wrong, at least with me.

I worry it’s you and want to reach out.

I breathe deep, trying to tell you to calm,

Not sure if you can hear me in the ethereal.

Silly, I know, but the pain finally subsides.

My angst begins to fade as my body tires.

All I can do is hope all is good,

Nothing more for me to do.