Counting Heartbeats

I lay down on this foreign object With my left ear on its surface As it pumps a liquid through the veins It matches beats of your heart I let this sound rush through my head Knowing the final destination is clear As it filters through my mind I lose all sense of time and space I am living in my own world of vain Where my beginning will never meet an end This embracing terror kept within my head Strolls on to know you'll never feel the same