Heartbeat

I close my eyes concentrate, and feel. There it is. Primal, simple beat something that started, before my time my birth. The complexity of human life is in the simple beating, keeping you alive. Living, breathing. The beat that drives, makes us breathe, hear see touch and everything else that makes us human. I hear it thrumming in my head sometimes rushing in my ears. I can't escape that sound when silence washes over me I hear it. Getting louder, drowning I can not escape it's consistency not in life. Will death bring the silence they all wanted? The beat says something else. Defies them with its sound, its life. It is the struggle to survive. Natural human instinct no matter what. Keep beating, keep going, I close my eyes, and I hear it.