Everytime I submerge my ears, I listen to the beat of my own heart.
My heart, slowly beating, kept in its cage as I linger around it with fascinated thoughts.
As I grip that caged beast, it struggles with every force.
Thumping harder and harder against my ears, my lungs screaming alongside it.
Every deep breath begging for mercy for its friend as I hear it almost bursting.
These quick moments of momentum never fail to bring me back to reality.
I am someone important with deafening insides continuously pumping to keep me alive.