The heart beats a drum of its own.
It feels the music that resides within.
A steady rhythm of the toil on the inside.
The sound carries through the bones,
a constant throbbing mess of emotions.
Notes of a cord cascading down.
A single voice accompanies the lone piece.
Chest heaving sobs signifies a great relief.
This person is its own orchestra.
Unlike the rest, there is no audience.