Pulse Poem by Hannah Hebditch

Your heart beats another million times
As another plane crosses the line
Missing everything
And more days are scraping
Over the top of your head
Like you can barely see

You never get to see what life defines
Because you’re scared that there isn’t enough time
Any day, anything
Years float away draping
Black over your bed
Convinced that death is soon to be

Slow down
Your pulse is beating too fast
Slow down
You’re wrecking the future and the past
Slow down
Slow down your pulse

You’re not holding onto anything
Always doubting what life can bring
Forgetting there’s still a whole glass to fill
But if you break it
It’s a waste

You should be gripping onto everything
Don’t let a single thing slip
This is real
And if you don’t trust it
Your life would just be a passing phase

Slow down
Memories are spinning too fast
Slow down
Or this will be the last
Slow down
Slow down you pulse
It’s beating too fast