In the Palm of Your Hand

In the palm of your hand My heart you will find Pulsating deep crimson red Lean in closer and you will find Tissue damage From all the times That my heart has been cracked Trampled Dropped Tossed Forgotten Ripped But you can see too Where my heart has tried to heal Wounds are no longer there But dreadful scars remain The resounding beating Pumping life Doesn’t beat steadily Because in the palm of your hand You hold my heart Fear and security Love and animosity Sorrow and elation All reside in my heart When you leave your hand open Leaving my heart Vulnerable Exposed When you are thoughtless with it Fear flows through the ventricles Making my heart Violently pound Sudden Rapid Beating After near exhaustion After near cardiac arrest Of trying to beat out life Your hand starts to close Your fingers curly around My now weakened heart Enclosing Clasping Protecting My heart from destruction From falling out of your hand My pulse starts to slow down The quakes of the beating subside My heart relaxes No longer fighting so hard To merely stay alive You can see the muscle Contracting with ease Steady Certain Precise Then a ray of light Shines through As you start to loosen your grip And your fingers begin to retract See over time A heart will grow weak Unable to sustain Continued damage It will no longer beat That is the power That you hold In the palm of your hand