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
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