It burns, it beats.
There's rhythm, but there's calm.
It moves you, it keeps you alive.
Is it that keeps your feelings?
Is it that holds the hurt?
What's in there, runs through you.
Does it change you?
What it feeds you, makes you who you are?
How do you talk to it?
How do you care for it?
Is it your core?
Do you live in it? Or outside, searching?
Do you talk to it?
What does it say to you?
Can you hear it?
Can you hear the sound of your heart?