Metronome

And the beating of my heart,
As a broken metronome,
It\'s tearing me apart,
Creating a syndrome.

A void within my chest,
The big bang in just a word,
And yet I try my best,
To tell myself that it\'s absurd.

How can a word of just four letters,
Mean so much to life,
Ends sorrow and ends angers,
Puts a silence in all strife.

And the beating of my heart,
As a broken metronome,
It\'s tearing me apart,
Creating a syndrome.