Heartbeat

I feel a heartbeat in my chest,
Dancing around to the sound of both music and silence.
The world turning it upside down and spinning it in circles until it breaks.
The wind whipping at my hair as I stand above a beautiful mountain view,
But I still feel a heartbeat in my chest.
The singing or the water beneath me calls like a siren in a shipwreck,
The swaying of the trees beckon with the soft allure of loving arms.
Resolve slips away into a calm blue nothingness in my head where nothing ever returns,
But I still feel a heartbeat in my chest.
Loss is consuming my brain and overrunning my heart where love one was,
A lump in my throat where sweet melodies poured out for someone months before,
My skin previously unblemished, now ripped and scarred with the pain.
But I still feel a heartbeat in my chest.
One that might just disappear without even noticing.
Every moment is closer to the edge and the end,
Every breath is clipped and saturated with desolation,
Every blink releasing more salted droplets onto my cheeks,
But I still feel a heartbeat in my chest.
A heartbeat that has been there since the beginning of it all.
A heartbeat that has been through all of the trials and darkness of life.
A heart that has lived on through it all.