soft, fast, soft, fast.

the heart speaks for itself.

my heart,

sometimes even i cant tell

if its fine or growing unwell.

soft, fast, soft, fast.

how long does each emotion last?

i feel its beats within

increasing rapidly to the loud grooves of music.

i feel it living.

i feel its unrythmic thumping

according to each different situation.

i feel it living.

it breathes, it lives.

it guides, it gives.

and when its tired it stops,

to take a leave.