Quiet
I am quiet but my heart is loud
Loudly banging away
Bucking against the weight
Making such a racket that I can’t think straight
Seeking, searching, running in circles
Throwing shade and dire predictions
Be still my heart
I need to think
To be
To do
I found this in my drafts – it’s actually something that I wrote (I think) in 2018, but it works pretty well for now.