As I spoke, my heart speeds up like a train on railroad, I hear my beats, a loud and stumpy rhythm like a Chinese drum, I feel my hands shaking, my broken words, a nervous voice, a shaky voice, I am out of breath, I can’t calm my heart, my airless words continues to be force out by the little oxygen I have. It hurts, my heart is burning, beating, shaking with my words’ pitch dropping after every syllable, high to low, struggling to catch my breath, my cells continues to drive.
