Causes Of Chronic Tachycardia

I lay in bed a few minutes then resigned as the pain finally solved appear.
was paralyzing, that feeling that a huge hole had been dug into my chest and my most vital organs had been removed by him, leaving only scraps, open cuts that continued to throb and bleed despite the passage of time. Rationally, I knew my lungs were still intact, yet I gasped and turned my head as if my efforts would not give anything. My heart also should be beating, but I could not hear the sound of my heartbeat in my ears, my hands seemed blue with cold. I cringed, not embracing the ribs from the middle. I struggled for my numbness, my denial, but this eluded me.
And yet, I thought I could survive. I was alert, felt the pain - a painful loss that radiated from my chest, causing waves of pain killer members and the head - but it was manageable. I could survive this. It did not seem that the pain had decreased over time, in fact, I stayed is strong enough to support it.
Whatever happened that night - and whether it was the responsibility of the songs, poetry, or contacts - I had awakened.
For the first time in ages I did not know what to expect in the morning.