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.