Difficult for me to explain this specimen of my heart,
It keeps beating with a pace, piercing all over like a dart.
I am like that leaf flapping to the wind and rain,
At times, all my heart becomes is one big pain.
Like a hundred ants swarming up my feet,
My heart, to the spot, only gives me defeat.
Twisting and Turning me all over like a blender,
It involves everywhere, with a lot of jolly fervor.
It makes me silent and shy when I want to talk,
When the most I need, it takes my brain on a walk!
Like a silent tornado, I am permanently in a tight spot,
A whole galaxy it creates in seconds, all just from a dot.
I feel like adventure surfing on a high tide,
Relentlessly continue to balance and abide.
A lot of what I do not know is happening within,
Outside, my habits and life are all gone on a spin.
As I dance to my heart's tunes,
I remember how I swore not to trust the heart,
I laugh now at my futile mind's efforts,
And try to make the best of a lot worst.
Yet me and my dear thoughts are time and space juggled,
Every moment, my sanity and I are tired and struggled.
My hocus pocus heart always hoodwinks me each time,
I need to remember that at times, the heart is not really worth a dime!