The incessant chatter
Of those around me

Flowing through me

I hear not what they say

There's too much going on
To understand

Too much chatter

Instead I listen
To my heart beat
Pounding like a drum
Inside me

Each beat is another second
I dare to stay alive

I feel the rush of blood
Through me

Aiding my heart in the crusade

What would happen if it just...

Stopped?