My Heart.

A heartbeat, fast and loud, palpitating. I've had too many doses of the sugar rush I craved for the day. I can't rest - mentally. My body is steady and mostly immobile. I can't get off the complexities inside my head - looks like I'm caged, in a dome, soundproof, and alone in the dark. The pounding sound inside my chest is heard louder and even louder every time I get conscious about it. I am breathing, I am alive, but I'm barely getting the air I needed. What's going on with my heart? Why can't I feel sane and steady recently? Why can't I rest? Why can't I shy away from the world accustomed to meeting the demands of the tyrants? Breathe in - breath out. Eyes closed and I am making friends with my soul...I am trying to align what the thought cannot comprehend to what the heart feels - just indescribable.

Heal o heal thine heart. Better days are coming and you will be able to breathe well one day, live even, celebrate and be happier. For now, try to survive. For now, try to be strong. It's okay to cry it all out. One day you will run with the alleys and climb the mountaintops...you will break free with the wind and you will be able to breathe in and breathe out, freely. Then a tear dropped, washing the malady away.