128 beats per minute. 128 times I'm sure I will die. 184,320 beats per day. A rhythmic palpitation refusing to slow. And people wonder why I can't keep a beat. Every second I seem to speed. 128 beats per minute. 128 pumps of blood. At this rate I am more blood than water. Because my day is made up of 184,320 beats per minute my body is forced to hold.
I'm sorry my poetry had been lacking lately my health is getting very bad.