Stuck

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My heart beats loudly
It speaks now more than ever
I can't control it

My grip never stays
It always slips easily
I can't ignore it

It gets to a point
A point where it rises high
My heart's in my throat

I speak it to friends
To push it back down quickly
But it rises more

To my head and brain
It spreads like an infection
And my stomach turns

What am I sick with?
Worry or care, I don't know
Why am I like this?

Tell me what this is
At this point I'll never know
So.. here I am, stuck

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