. and Then,

there are times when my heart remains silent when its pulse is steady and slow there are times when i am right with the world fitting in like a piece to an irregular puzzle there are times when the sounds of the life that surrounds me blend in infinite splendor with the music that plays within. and then, there are times when my heart explodes and its rapid beating becomes too much for the confines of my chest there are times when i seem to be a square block struggling to escape this round hole of an existance there are times when the cacophonous symphony invading my mind overlaps with what i hear outside and the resulting noise is disarmingly similar to my inner chaos. and then, there are times when i wonder when this nauseating see-saw will stop its strange rhythm when the boundaries that dictate the shape of my life will stop their shape-shifting when i can be left in peace. and then, each time this wondering arrives it is followed by a certainty that the answer is never.