The Beating Piece

I just broke a beating piece
A chunk to show a meaning
It sits in silence within my hand
Showing what it's feeling
Awakening itself it stands alone
Its voice breaks the silent keep
A booming voice yelling loudly
Rousing what was once asleep
Tucking away your foolish nightmares
Tying up what's in the means
Lying down your secret ghosts
Putting to rest your worried dreams
Something birthed within the breakage
It fell into your open palm
Give it a voice to show its meaning
A quiet voice; nice and calm
To tell me that you feel it too
This rumbling that's felt within
Tell me that you feel this feeling
And tell me; when did it begin?
Tell me that you love the laughter
Tell me that you'll take my heart
This beating piece that felt the breakage
Fell into my hand and split apart.