Halt mich, nur ein bisschen – bis ich schlafen kann

I want to feel safe.

That’s basically what’s on my mind all day. Not necessarily consciously, but that’s the underlying thought that makes me go run and hide, that makes me go out and try to find someone, that makes me sit here and type. Just. Everything.
It’s not the need to fuck or the will to succeed or the wish to impress.

It’s just very basic and very hard to come by, apparently.

Does being safe cover feeling insecure? Or do you need to feel secure(d) for that, too?

I don’t know.

Is it the same as love or be loved?

I don’t know that either.

music: Kittie – Severed