The world is standing still. So still.
And it’s silent. No noise. A deathly hush.
Except for my heart, beating loud and clear.
Like pounding drums. Or the roar of a waterfall.
And it keeps getting louder and louder..
The only noise disturbing the sound of silence.
And I can feel it beating.
In my chest, my throat, my head, in my brain.
And with each beat, crushing my body in pieces, I become more afraid of the next.
Panic.
Mouth dry, ears ringing, lungs not able to inhale.
There I’m standing at the grave of the one I love, just wishing for my heart to stop.